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 want

The

“I don’t want it”

off, tossing the card disdainfully back onto the

bed.

about to

you really want to give me money, just

account.’

lips tightened,

threatened to burst.

This damn woman!

you’ve

kill to have that.’

to spend, I need to

debit card embarrass anyone?! Do you know how

dare laugh

interrupted again, raising her voice, “If you really

CEO trope, please, get with the times. Even

a CEO who’s a

good, and CEOs are great, but a hillbilly

major turn-off”

room fell silent, so much so that within seconds, Rose

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

to give

The grinding stopped abruptly.

silent,

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

have a nurse to

she prepared to leave, Morrison, who had been silent

sharply, “Try and leave this room,

of the bed, looking up at

supposed to be unreasonable”

be reasonable if

does me going home to rest

moment, then said gruffly, “I’m bored on

have to

her arm fiercely, “Don’t forget that

Rose: “Jerk…

In the end, she stayed,

buy some

she’d trick him, Morrison kept

a $20 bill, enough to

the bathroom to freshen

followed to the

Big Shot CEO, if I decide to splurge a bit, do

going to cover it?”

oranges, grapes, cherries,

been eating lately. How expensive can it be? Twenty is

the change. I should be

water on his

“You can hand

but twenty dollars is generous for

the tap, and stared at her through the

“What did you say?”

an eyebrow, “Nothing. I’m

felt pleased that Rose was finally playing along.

the couch and picked up his

some work.

dealing with Rose, a backlog of tasks had

up.

she agreed to stay. He glanced at her bag and phone

$20 in her pocket –

settled

the door shattered the brief silence that had just settled

a few minutes. Morrison frowned, a subtle irritation flitting across

managed a

returned his gaze to the document

saved the changes, he lifted his

figure standing before him drew his eyebrows

on a chilly edge.

spell, I thought it

you,’ Mona’s voice sounded softly, accompanied

on her face.

hospital gown, she appeared exceptionally delicate

complexion, which gave

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