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 you

The

“I don’t want it”

cut him off, tossing the

bed.

about to

If you really want to give me money,

account.’

face twitched, his lips tightened, and a vein in

threatened to burst.

This damn woman!

when you’ve got money to spend? People

kill to have that.’

going to spend, I

a debit card embarrass anyone?! Do you know how

No one would dare

raising her voice, “If you really

trope, please, get with the times. Even CEOs

woman likes a CEO who’s a hillbilly. The young ladies nowadays

is good, and CEOs are great,

major turn-off”

so

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

give me

The grinding stopped abruptly.

remained silent, his

“Well, since

a nurse to

leave, Morrison, who had been silent up to

sharply, “Try and leave

the bed, looking

supposed to be unreasonable”

reasonable if you

going home to rest bother

a moment, then said

to

grabbed her arm fiercely, “Don’t forget that

Rose: “Jerk…

want to make a scene. In the end, she stayed, although she did

to buy

him, Morrison kept her bag and phone

bill, enough to buy fruit for the evening.

bathroom to freshen

to the bathroom door,

decide to splurge a bit,

going to cover it?”

cherries, and

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

keep the change. I should be generous with my

water on his

watched his back and slightly said, “You

that, but twenty dollars is generous

tap, and stared at her through the

“What did you say?”

an eyebrow, “Nothing. I’m

finally playing along. No longer

on the couch and picked

some work.

dealing with Rose,

up.

stay. He glanced at

her pocket – she had no

settled

shattered the brief silence

frowned, a subtle irritation

a terse, “Come

gaze to the document he’d been

he saved the changes, he

standing before him drew his eyebrows together even tighter.

on a chilly edge. “What is

a spell, I thought it was only right

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

on her face.

an ill-fitting hospital gown, she appeared exceptionally delicate

slightly pale complexion, which gave

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