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 to buy anything,

card. The PIN

“I don’t want it”

off, tossing the card disdainfully back onto the

bed.

was about to explode,

it. If you really want to give me

account.’

his lips tightened, and a vein in

threatened to burst.

This damn woman!

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

kill to have that.’

money. If I’m going to spend, I

when does a debit card embarrass anyone?! Do

No one would dare laugh at you. The

her voice, “If you really want

with the times.

a CEO who’s a hillbilly. The

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

major turn-off”

so that within seconds, Rose

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

to give me

The grinding stopped abruptly.

silent, his

since

have a nurse to look after

who had been

and leave this

of the bed, looking up at him. “Domineering

supposed to be unreasonable”

if

me going home to

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

to

“Don’t forget that I got hurt because

Rose: “Jerk…

want to make a scene. In the

buy some

Morrison kept

a $20 bill, enough to buy fruit for the evening. He then

the bathroom

to the

if I decide to splurge a bit,

going to cover it?”

grapes, cherries, and cherry

lately. How expensive can it be? Twenty is plenty.

I should be generous with my wife.” With

on his

and slightly said, “You can hand out a

like that, but twenty dollars is

tap, and

“What did you say?”

eyebrow, “Nothing.

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

other, he settled on the couch and picked up his tablet to catch up

some work.

him spending most time dealing with Rose, a

up.

stay. He glanced at her bag and phone

and considered the trivial $20 in her

settled

on the door shattered the brief silence

Morrison frowned, a

managed a

returned his gaze to the document he’d been scrutinizing,

red annotations. Once he saved the changes,

drew his

a chilly

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

sounded

on her face.

gown, she appeared

a slightly pale complexion, which gave her an

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