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

egg, some spring rolls, and a bowl of

so early. Where does he

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

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

breakfast, Jackson had been waiting for

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

be your

eyebrow. "I don’t need you to be my

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

was too kind to him, and

a while, she hung up the phone with

really

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

a cleanliness person.

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

Jackson smiled and

"Play some music."

the first time Dolcie and Jackson had been alone in such a small space. She felt a little

button and a

intense rhythm and sound

so noisy. Change

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

coincidental to appear at this

years of trial and error, Jackson could tell there must

down the car, rolled down the window, and

hear me? I

the reflector and Jackson stepped on the accelerator hard and

around almost 180 degrees, and the sudden

the

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

and a bullet

light was, of course, the reflection of the

There was a sniper!

turned the steering wheel again,

was thrown back, and a strong push came

first thought was, this