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.

and went downstairs

and a bowl

gets up so

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

sitting cross-legged on the ground at the back of the

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

Dolcie approaching, Jackson pulled open the door and made a gesture

your full-time driver from

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

idea. Ask Anthony if

too kind

while, she hung up the phone with little

really

but if you want others to look up to you, you have to show some

a cleanliness person. There was no other man ever sitting in

it is going to be late. If you can't

this, Jackson

"Play some music."

alone in such a small space. She felt

the button and a loud song

intense rhythm and

"It's so noisy. Change

Jackson was driving on the main road.

appear at this time at the

Jackson

he slowed down the car, rolled down the window, and paid attention to the situation

did you hear me? I am talking to

of light in the reflector and Jackson stepped on the accelerator hard and turned the steering wheel

BMW spun around almost 180 degrees, and the sudden twist

clutched at the handrail,

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

pop, and a bullet ripped through the

light was, of course, the reflection of the sniper

There was a sniper!

the pedal, turned the steering wheel again, and the car

a

amazement and her first thought was,