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.

washing, and went downstairs to find that breakfast

rolls, and a bowl of preserved egg

still gets up so early.

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

back of the yard, muttering something, which made her suspect that Jackson was

after breakfast, Jackson had been waiting for her

made a gesture motioning her to get

be your full-time

"I don’t need you to be my driver. I

idea. Ask Anthony if you don't believe

away. Grandpa was too kind to him, and

she hung up

was really

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

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 before 9 'clock, I

this, Jackson

"Play some music."

had been alone in such a small space. She felt

button and a

and sound filled the

so noisy.

main road. Suddenly he found he was

it coincidental to appear at

error, Jackson could tell there

down the window, and paid attention

hear me? I

flash of light in the reflector and Jackson

around almost 180 degrees, and

clutched at the

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

was a small pop, and

light was, of course, the reflection

There was a sniper!

pedal, turned the steering wheel again, and

and a strong push came over

looked at Jackson in amazement and her first thought