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.

finished washing, and went downstairs to find that breakfast was

spring rolls, and a bowl of

gets up so early. Where

early riser, and while she was still asleep, Jackson had prepared the breakfast

she saw Jackson sitting cross-legged on the ground at the back of the yard, muttering something, which made her suspect that Jackson was

she arrived at the garage after breakfast, Jackson had been waiting for

Dolcie approaching, Jackson pulled open the door and made a gesture motioning her to get on the

I'll be your full-time driver from

eyebrow. "I don’t need you to be

grandfather's idea. Ask Anthony if you don't believe

right away. Grandpa was too kind to him, and let this guy be

she hung up

was really

good to you, but if you want others to look up to you, you have to show some real skills. What can you do

was a cleanliness person. There was no other man ever

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

Jackson smiled and

"Play some music."

had been alone in such

button and

and

was speechless. "It's so noisy. Change another

the main road. Suddenly he found he was blocked by a hit-and-run

to appear at

of trial and error, Jackson could tell there must

slowed down the car, rolled down the

me?

flash of light in the reflector and Jackson stepped on the accelerator

180 degrees, and the sudden twist made

clutched at the handrail, feeling

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

there was a small pop, and

light was, of course, the reflection of the

There was a sniper!

pedal, turned the

back, and a strong push came over

Jackson in amazement and her first thought was, this guy