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 you want to buy anything,

card. The PIN

“I don’t want it”

tossing the card disdainfully back onto

bed.

was about

want to

account.’

lips tightened, and a vein in

threatened to burst.

This damn woman!

it’s old-fashioned when you’ve got money to spend?

kill to have that.’

to spend, I need to keep up

when does a debit card embarrass anyone?! Do you know how

No one would dare laugh at you.

Witt!” Rose interrupted again, raising her

with the times. Even CEOs need

CEO who’s a hillbilly. The young ladies

Money is good, and CEOs are great,

major turn-off”

so much so

grinding of Morrison’s teeth. She smirked slightly, “What made

to give

The grinding stopped abruptly.

silent,

lips together, “Well, since

nurse to look after

she prepared to leave, Morrison, who had been silent up

and leave

the bed,

supposed to be unreasonable”

reasonable if you

me going home

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

to

“Don’t forget that I got hurt because of

Rose: “Jerk…

scene. In the end, she stayed,

buy some

kept

handing her a $20 bill, enough to buy fruit

the bathroom to

to the bathroom door,

if I decide to splurge a

going to cover it?”

cherries, and cherry tomatoes—that’s

eating lately. How expensive can

be generous with

on

and slightly said, “You can hand

like that, but twenty dollars is generous

turned off the tap, and stared at her through the

“What did you say?”

arched an eyebrow, “Nothing. I’m

finally playing

settled on the couch and

some work.

him spending most time dealing with Rose,

up.

He glanced at

the trivial $20 in her pocket

settled down to

knock on the door shattered the brief silence that

a

he managed a terse,

to the document he’d been

he saved

before him drew his

a chilly edge. “What is

spell, I thought it was only

in on you,’ Mona’s voice sounded

on her face.

an ill-fitting hospital gown, she appeared

slightly pale complexion, which gave her an unhealthy

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