The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1832

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 you want to buy anything,

card. The

“I don’t want it”

suddenly cut him off, tossing the

bed.

about to

to give me money, just

account.’

twitched, his lips tightened, and a

threatened to burst.

This damn woman!

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

kill to have that.’

need your money. If I’m going to spend, I need to keep up

a debit card embarrass

there? No one would dare laugh at you.

again, raising her voice, “If you really want

domineering CEO trope, please, get with the times. Even CEOs

likes a CEO who’s

good, and CEOs are great, but

major turn-off”

fell silent, so much so that within seconds, Rose

teeth. She smirked

give

The grinding stopped abruptly.

silent,

her lips together, “Well, since you’re done with

have a nurse to look

leave, Morrison, who had been silent up to that

and leave this room, I

bed, looking

supposed to be unreasonable”

reasonable if

going home to rest bother

for a moment, then said gruffly,

to keep me

her arm fiercely, “Don’t forget that

Rose: “Jerk…

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

to buy some

trick him, Morrison kept her bag

handing her a $20 bill, enough to buy fruit for

bathroom to freshen

to the bathroom door,

if I decide to splurge a bit, do

going to cover it?”

bananas, oranges, grapes, cherries, and cherry

can

I should be generous with

water on his

his back and slightly said, “You can hand

but twenty dollars is generous

off the tap, and stared at her

“What did you say?”

arched an eyebrow,

felt pleased that Rose was finally playing along. No

other, he settled on the couch and picked up

some work.

spending most time dealing with

up.

to stay. He

the trivial $20 in her pocket – she

Feeling better, he finally settled down to tackle

the door shattered the brief silence that had

Morrison frowned, a subtle irritation

a

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

Once he saved the

standing before him drew his eyebrows together even

on a chilly edge. “What is

a spell, I thought it was only right

Mona’s voice sounded softly, accompanied

on her face.

ill-fitting hospital gown,

slightly pale complexion, which gave her

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