King's Back

When Jackson returned home, he found that Dolcie was already back.

Dolcie jumped to her feet when Jackson walked in the door. She thought he would never come back.

But then she realized that she had lost her composure and quickly calmed herself down and walked to Jackson.

"Jackson, if you feel wronged, you can tell me."

Jackson wondered, "Why should I feel wronged?"

Dolcie frowned, and he was still pretending to be fine. Grandpa obviously went to told him everything, but he still pretended to be calm.

"The affair with Serena... Everyone has wronged you. Don't you feel wronged at all?"

Jackson grinned nonchalantly. "I don't care about petty things."

Dolcie was still feeling a little guilty about him. Seeing Jackson's nonchalant attitude, her guilt disappeared immediately.

“You don't care, but I do!”

"I owe you a slap. You can take it back any time you want." Dolcie held high her graceful neck with an air of righteousness.

Jackson paused slightly. "You are going to give it back to me?"

"I don't want to owe you anything. You can beat me now. After you slap me, get back too kitchen and cook for me.”

Jackson was speechless. "I'm not going to hit you. If you're hungry, I'm going to make you chicken soup."

"Chicken soup?"

"Jackson, won't you do something else?"

Dolcie now got sick when she heard chicken soup.

"I can do something else, but you have to have chicken soup."

Dolcie pouted with disgust.

Jackson laughed as he watched Dolcie's angry face.

Dolcie didn’t known that she had been targeted, and Jackson wouldn't tell her.

He would rather let Dolcie be a woman of peace, and let him fend off the dangers.

washing, and went downstairs to find that breakfast was already

some spring rolls, and a bowl

gets up so early. Where

and while she was still asleep, Jackson had prepared

the back of the yard,

the garage after breakfast, Jackson had been waiting

open the door and made a gesture motioning her to get on

be your full-time driver from

her eyebrow. "I don’t need you to be my driver. I will ride my

your grandfather's idea. Ask Anthony

Grandpa was too kind

hung up the phone with little

was really

has always been good to you, but if you want others to look up to you, you have to show some real skills.

sat in the rear of the car. She was a cleanliness person. There was no other man ever sitting in

late. If you can't arrive before 9 'clock, I deduct your

this, Jackson smiled and

"Play some music."

had been alone in such a small

and a loud

rhythm and sound

speechless. "It's so noisy.

the same time, Jackson was driving on the main road. Suddenly he found he was blocked by a

appear at this time at the

and error, Jackson could tell there must be something

the window, and paid attention to the situation

did you hear me? I am talking to

in the reflector and Jackson stepped on the

degrees, and the

at the

Tell me if you can't drive. Would

spoke, there was a small pop, and

course, the reflection of the sniper

There was a sniper!

the steering wheel again, and the car

thrown back, and a strong push came over

looked at Jackson in amazement and her first thought was, this guy was