Chapter 1832

Morrison was too angry to speak. He’d shelled out for the top trending spots,

and now he had to remind her that it was actually his birthday that day with a

grand gesture?

Ha! As if he could do something so idiotic.

The hospital room fell into an awkward silence.

Rose sat on the couch, her eyes glued to her phone, seemingly engrossed in

whatever was on the screen. Occasionally, the murmur of male voices could be

heard, which he mistook for some TV show.

Enter title…

After a while, he pulled out a debit card from under his pillow and tossed it at

Rose. Rose picked it up and examined it, “What’s this for?”

Morrison gave her a sideways glance, “You don’t recognize a debit card?”

Rose pursed her lips, “I mean, why are you giving this to me?”

“A debit card is for spending money. Can you stop asking such dumb

questions?”

“You think I’m short on cash?” Rose’s laugh was faint, showing no interest in the

card.

She truly wasn’t short on money. Her family might not have provided her with

much affection, but they never skimped on material things.

To groom her into a true young lady and then sell her for a good price, they had

calculated this deal very thoroughly. Yet, she never rebelled against them for the

lack of affection.

They wanted to groom her into a young lady, and she was more than willing.

A girl with looks, figure, refinement, knowledge, and elegance, this was also her

personal desire. She wanted and anticipated this – to be a refined and perfect

woman. Only then could she confidently appear in front of the man she liked at

any time, making it easier for him to fall in love with her. Only then could she

truly become herself.

Her desires were clear, so she accepted the Davis family’s cultivation without

question. They had their motives, and she had her own plans. It was a mutual

benefit, nothing more.

And because everything had always gone so smoothly, she had never known

financial distress. Now, with Chloe’s help, her company was also thriving. So

she had everything, especially money.

Morrison gritted his teeth in frustration at her words. For the first time, he

realized how damn hard it was to win over a woman.

“You may not need money. But you need the money that comes from me, your

husband.’

Rose raised an eyebrow but said nothing.

her silence, Morrison added, “Keep it. If you want

card. The

“I don’t want it”

tossing the card disdainfully back onto

bed.

about to

to give

account.’

face twitched, his lips tightened, and a vein in

threatened to burst.

This damn woman!

you’ve got money to spend? People

kill to have that.’

If I’m going to spend,

a debit card embarrass anyone?!

would dare laugh at you.

her voice, “If you

CEO trope, please, get with the

No woman likes a CEO who’s a hillbilly. The young

CEOs

major turn-off”

room fell silent, so much so

She smirked slightly, “What

give

The grinding stopped abruptly.

silent, his

since you’re done

have a nurse to look after

Morrison, who had been silent up to

“Try and leave

circled the foot of the bed, looking

supposed to be unreasonable”

be reasonable if you were less

does me going home

a moment, then

have to keep

“Don’t forget that I got hurt because of

Rose: “Jerk…

want to make a scene. In the

to buy some

him, Morrison kept her bag and

to buy fruit for the evening. He

bathroom to freshen

to the bathroom door,

splurge a bit, do you think twenty bucks

going to cover it?”

grapes, cherries, and cherry tomatoes—that’s

lately. How expensive can

be generous with my

water on his

slightly said, “You

that, but twenty dollars is generous

the tap, and

“What did you say?”

arched an eyebrow, “Nothing. I’m

finally

settled on the couch and picked up his

some work.

time dealing with Rose, a backlog of

up.

He

the trivial $20 in her pocket

he finally settled

door shattered the brief silence that had

minutes. Morrison frowned, a subtle irritation

he managed a

his gaze to the

saved the changes, he

standing before him drew

on a chilly edge. “What is

spell, I thought it was

on you,’ Mona’s voice sounded softly, accompanied by

on her face.

in an ill-fitting hospital gown, she appeared exceptionally delicate

a slightly pale complexion, which gave her an unhealthy

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