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.

next morning, Dolcie finished washing, and went downstairs to find

and a bowl of preserved egg

up so early. Where does

riser, and while she was still asleep, Jackson

of the yard, muttering something, which made her suspect

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

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

Dolcie, I'll be your

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

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

Anthony right away. Grandpa was too kind to him,

up

really Grandpa's

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

that, Dolcie sat in the rear of the car. She was a cleanliness person. There

you can't arrive before

Jackson smiled

"Play some music."

time Dolcie and Jackson had been alone in such a small space.

and a

rhythm and sound

speechless. "It's so noisy.

was driving on the main road. Suddenly he

at this time at the

Jackson could tell there must be something

car, rolled down the window,

you hear me? I am talking to

there was a flash of light in the reflector and Jackson stepped on the

180 degrees, and the sudden twist made Dolcie's head

the

if you can't drive.

and a bullet

light was, of course, the reflection

There was a sniper!

ignored Dolcie, stepped on the pedal, turned the steering

back, and a strong push came over her

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