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.

silence, Morrison added, “Keep it. If

card. The

“I don’t want it”

suddenly cut him off, tossing the card disdainfully back onto the

bed.

about to explode,

don’t want it. If you really want to

account.’

tightened, and

threatened to burst.

This damn woman!

cares if it’s old-fashioned when you’ve

kill to have that.’

your money. If I’m going to spend, I

debit card embarrass anyone?! Do

one would dare

interrupted again, raising her

please, get with the times. Even CEOs need

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

CEOs are great, but a

major turn-off”

fell silent, so much so that within seconds, Rose could distinctly

teeth. She smirked slightly, “What

give

The grinding stopped abruptly.

silent, his face

pressed her lips together, “Well, since you’re done with dinner,

nurse to

to leave, Morrison, who had been silent

and leave this room, I dare

the bed,

supposed to be unreasonable”

reasonable if you were less

home

was silent for a moment, then said gruffly, “I’m bored

have to keep me

“Don’t forget that I

Rose: “Jerk…

make a scene. In the end, she stayed,

to buy some

him, Morrison kept her bag and phone

enough to buy fruit for the evening.

bathroom to freshen

followed to the bathroom door,

CEO, if I decide to splurge a bit, do you think

going to cover it?”

cherries, and cherry

expensive can it be? Twenty is

keep the change. I should be generous with my

water on his

said, “You can hand

else just like that, but

tap, and stared at her through

“What did you say?”

an eyebrow,

felt pleased that Rose was finally

and picked up

some work.

spending most time dealing with Rose, a backlog of tasks had

up.

relieved she agreed to stay. He glanced at

the trivial $20 in her pocket –

Feeling better, he finally settled down to

on the door shattered the brief silence that had just

few minutes. Morrison frowned, a subtle irritation flitting across

managed a terse, “Come

to the

Once he saved the changes,

him drew his eyebrows together

a chilly edge. “What is

a spell, I thought it

sounded softly, accompanied by

on her face.

hospital gown,

a slightly pale complexion, which gave her an unhealthy

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