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.

it. If

card. The

“I don’t want it”

cut him off, tossing the card

bed.

about to explode,

it. If you really want to give me money, just transfer

account.’

face twitched, his lips tightened, and a vein in his

threatened to burst.

This damn woman!

if it’s old-fashioned when you’ve got money

kill to have that.’

going to spend, I need

debit card embarrass anyone?! Do you know how

one would dare

Rose interrupted again, raising her

CEO trope, please, get with the

CEO who’s a hillbilly. The young ladies

at heart. Money is good, and CEOs are great, but a

major turn-off”

so that within seconds,

of Morrison’s teeth. She

to give

The grinding stopped abruptly.

remained silent, his face

her lips together, “Well, since you’re

You’ll have a nurse to look after

to leave, Morrison, who had been silent up to that point,

“Try and leave this room, I

circled the foot of the bed, looking up at him. “Domineering

supposed to be unreasonable”

be reasonable if

me going home to

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

to keep me

arm fiercely, “Don’t forget that I

Rose: “Jerk…

scene. In the end, she stayed, although she did

buy

she’d trick him, Morrison kept her bag and

$20 bill, enough to

bathroom to

followed to the bathroom door,

Shot CEO, if I decide to splurge a

going to cover it?”

oranges, grapes, cherries,

expensive can it be? Twenty is plenty. And

should be generous

water on

his back and slightly said, “You can hand out a million bucks

just like that, but

tap, and stared at her through

“What did you say?”

arched an eyebrow, “Nothing. I’m

felt pleased that Rose was finally playing along. No longer at

the couch and picked up his

some work.

time dealing with Rose, a backlog of tasks had

up.

to stay. He glanced at her bag and

$20 in her pocket –

he finally settled down

door shattered the

frowned, a

managed a terse, “Come

his gaze to the document he’d been

Once he saved

figure standing before him drew

on a chilly

you’ve been hospitalized for quite a spell, I thought

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

on her face.

hospital gown,

a slightly pale complexion, which gave her an unhealthy

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