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.

Morrison added, “Keep it. If you want

card. The

“I don’t want it”

suddenly cut him off, tossing the card disdainfully back

bed.

was about

to give me money, just transfer

account.’

lips tightened,

threatened to burst.

This damn woman!

you’ve

kill to have that.’

don’t need your money. If I’m going to spend, I

does a debit card embarrass anyone?! Do you know

dare laugh at you.

Rose interrupted again, raising her voice,

domineering CEO trope, please, get with

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

heart. Money is good, and CEOs are great,

major turn-off”

much so that within seconds, Rose could distinctly

of Morrison’s teeth. She smirked slightly,

to give me

The grinding stopped abruptly.

silent, his

since you’re

home. You’ll have a nurse to

Morrison, who had been silent up to that point,

leave this room, I

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

supposed to be unreasonable”

be reasonable if you

home

then said gruffly, “I’m bored

have to keep me

“Don’t forget that I

Rose: “Jerk…

In the end, she

to buy

kept her bag

$20 bill, enough to

bathroom to freshen

the bathroom door, slightly

to splurge a bit, do

going to cover it?”

bananas, oranges, grapes, cherries, and

lately. How expensive can

should be generous with my wife.” With

on his

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

just like that, but twenty dollars is

up, turned off the tap, and stared at her

“What did you say?”

an eyebrow, “Nothing. I’m

finally playing along.

couch and picked

some work.

him spending most time dealing with Rose, a backlog

up.

stay. He glanced

and considered the trivial $20 in her pocket – she

he finally settled

sudden knock on the door shattered the brief silence that

a few minutes. Morrison frowned, a

he managed a

to the

red annotations. Once he saved the

drew his eyebrows together even tighter.

chilly edge. “What is

been hospitalized for quite a spell, I thought it was only

voice sounded softly, accompanied by

on her face.

hospital gown,

slightly pale complexion, which gave her an unhealthy

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