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.

“Keep it. If

card. The

“I don’t want it”

off, tossing the card disdainfully back

bed.

was about to explode,

you really want to

account.’

his lips tightened, and a vein in his

threatened to burst.

This damn woman!

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

kill to have that.’

I’m going to spend, I need to keep

a debit card embarrass anyone?! Do you know how much

would dare laugh at

Rose interrupted again, raising her voice,

with the times.

No woman likes a CEO who’s a hillbilly. The

CEOs are great, but a hillbilly CEO

major turn-off”

much so that within

She smirked slightly,

give

The grinding stopped abruptly.

silent, his

since you’re done with dinner, I

have a nurse

who had been silent up to that

leave this room,

the foot of the bed, looking up at him.

supposed to be unreasonable”

if you were less

does me going home to rest bother

a moment, then said gruffly, “I’m

to keep me

“Don’t forget that I got

Rose: “Jerk…

In the end, she stayed,

to buy

Morrison kept her bag

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

the bathroom

the bathroom

decide to splurge a bit, do you think twenty

going to cover it?”

grapes, cherries, and cherry

can it

be generous

water on

said, “You

but twenty dollars

the tap, and stared

“What did you say?”

an eyebrow,

felt pleased that Rose was finally playing

and picked up his

some work.

most time dealing with Rose, a backlog of tasks

up.

stay. He glanced at her

considered the trivial $20 in her pocket –

Feeling better, he finally settled down

the door shattered the brief silence that had just settled

a few minutes. Morrison frowned, a subtle irritation flitting

he managed a terse, “Come

his gaze to the document

red annotations. Once he saved the changes, he lifted his

him drew

took on a chilly edge. “What

quite a spell, I thought it

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

on her face.

an ill-fitting hospital gown, she

a slightly pale complexion,

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