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 on the

some spring rolls, and a bowl of preserved egg

still gets up so early. Where does he

was an early riser, and while she was still asleep, Jackson

saw Jackson sitting cross-legged on the ground at the back of the yard, muttering something, which

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

the door and made a gesture motioning

be your full-time driver from now

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

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

kind to him, and let this guy be

up the phone

really Grandpa's

if you want others to look up to you, you have to

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

is going to be late. If you can't arrive before 9 'clock,

this, Jackson smiled

"Play some music."

first time Dolcie and Jackson had been alone in such a

and a loud song

intense rhythm and sound filled the

so noisy. Change another

road. Suddenly he found

coincidental to appear at this time at the

and error, Jackson could tell there

car, rolled down the window, and paid

hear me? I

in the reflector and Jackson stepped on the accelerator hard and

spun around almost 180 degrees, and the sudden twist made Dolcie's

clutched at the handrail,

Tell me if you can't drive. Would someone

and a bullet ripped through the

the reflection of the

There was a sniper!

turned the steering wheel again, and the car roared

back, and a strong push came

first thought was, this guy was really a