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.

the next morning, Dolcie finished washing, and went downstairs to find that breakfast was already on the

and a bowl of

so early. Where

was still asleep, Jackson had

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

after breakfast, Jackson had been waiting for

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

be your full-time

her eyebrow. "I don’t need you to be

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

Grandpa was too kind to him, and let this

she hung up the phone with

really

if you want others to look up to you,

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

going to be late. If you can't arrive

Jackson smiled

"Play some music."

alone in such a small

and a

and sound

was speechless. "It's so

the same time, Jackson was driving on the main road. Suddenly he

it coincidental to appear at

error, Jackson could tell there must be

car, rolled down the window, and paid attention to the

you hear me?

in the reflector and Jackson stepped on the accelerator hard and

degrees, and the

the handrail,

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

she spoke, there was a small pop, and a bullet ripped through the

of course, the reflection of the

There was a sniper!

stepped on the pedal, turned the steering

back, and a strong push came over

and her first thought