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.

downstairs to find that breakfast was already

some spring rolls, and a bowl

so early. Where does he

was still asleep, Jackson had prepared the breakfast and

the ground at the back of the yard, muttering something, which made her suspect that

the garage after breakfast, Jackson had been waiting for her with his

pulled open the door and made a gesture motioning her to

your

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

shrugged. "It's your grandfather's idea. Ask

called Anthony right away. Grandpa was too kind to him, and let this

a while, she hung up

was really

look up to you, you have to show some real skills. What can you do

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

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

this, Jackson

"Play some music."

Jackson had been alone in

button and a loud

intense rhythm and sound filled

"It's so noisy. Change

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

it coincidental to appear at

Jackson could tell there must be something

the car, rolled down the window, and paid

me? I am

flash of light in the reflector and Jackson stepped on the

and the sudden twist made Dolcie's

the

Tell me if you can't drive. Would someone drive

a small pop, and a

course, the reflection of

There was a sniper!

the steering wheel again,

back, and a strong

looked at Jackson in amazement and her first thought