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,

The

“I don’t want it”

cut him off, tossing the card disdainfully back

bed.

about

really want to

account.’

face twitched, his lips tightened, and

threatened to burst.

This damn woman!

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

kill to have that.’

to spend, I need to keep up with

card embarrass anyone?! Do you

one would dare laugh at you.

again, raising her voice, “If you really

with the times. Even

woman likes a CEO who’s

Money is good, and CEOs are great,

major turn-off”

silent, so much so that within seconds, Rose could

She smirked slightly, “What made

give me

The grinding stopped abruptly.

remained silent,

“Well, since you’re done with dinner, I

a nurse to look after you

Morrison, who had been silent

“Try and leave this room,

circled the foot of the bed, looking

supposed to be unreasonable”

if

home to rest

was silent for a moment, then said gruffly,

to

arm fiercely, “Don’t forget that

Rose: “Jerk…

a scene. In

buy some

trick him, Morrison kept her bag and

bill, enough to buy fruit for the evening. He then

bathroom to freshen

to the

to splurge a bit, do you

going to cover it?”

oranges, grapes, cherries,

How expensive can it

change. I should be generous with my wife.” With that,

water on

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

like that, but twenty dollars is generous

tap, and stared at her through the

“What did you say?”

arched an eyebrow, “Nothing. I’m

pleased that Rose was finally playing along. No longer at

settled on the couch and picked up his

some work.

dealing with Rose, a

up.

was relieved she agreed to stay. He glanced at her bag and phone

trivial $20 in her pocket –

finally settled down to tackle his

knock on the door shattered the brief

Morrison frowned, a

managed a terse, “Come

his gaze to the

Once he saved the changes, he lifted his

him drew his

took on a chilly edge. “What

spell,

Mona’s voice sounded

on her face.

an ill-fitting hospital gown, she

with a slightly pale complexion, which gave her an

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