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 to

The PIN

“I don’t want it”

off, tossing the card disdainfully back onto the

bed.

was about

want to give me money, just transfer it to

account.’

lips tightened, and

threatened to burst.

This damn woman!

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

kill to have that.’

If I’m going to spend,

debit card embarrass anyone?! Do

one would dare laugh

raising her voice, “If you

CEO trope, please, get with the times. Even

who’s a hillbilly. The young

heart. Money is good, and CEOs are great,

major turn-off”

so that within seconds, Rose could distinctly

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

to give me

The grinding stopped abruptly.

silent,

pressed her lips together, “Well, since

a nurse to look after

to leave, Morrison, who had been

leave this room, I dare

the bed, looking up at him. “Domineering CEOs

supposed to be unreasonable”

reasonable if you were less

me going home

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

have to

fiercely, “Don’t forget that I got

Rose: “Jerk…

didn’t want to make a scene. In the end, she

to buy

Morrison kept her bag and phone

$20 bill, enough to buy fruit

the bathroom to

followed to the bathroom door, slightly

Shot CEO, if I decide to splurge a bit, do you think twenty

going to cover it?”

bananas, oranges, grapes, cherries, and cherry

been eating lately. How expensive can it be? Twenty

I should be generous with my wife.” With that,

on

and slightly said, “You can hand

that, but

the tap, and stared

“What did you say?”

an eyebrow,

Rose was finally playing along. No longer at

on the couch and picked up his tablet to catch

some work.

him spending most time dealing with Rose, a backlog of tasks had

up.

she agreed to stay. He glanced at

trivial $20 in her pocket – she

better, he finally settled

on the door shattered the brief silence that had just settled

a few minutes. Morrison frowned, a subtle

he managed a terse,

gaze to the document he’d been scrutinizing,

Once he saved the changes, he lifted his

figure standing before him drew his eyebrows together even

chilly edge. “What is

been hospitalized for quite a spell, I thought it was

sounded softly, accompanied by a

on her face.

an ill-fitting hospital gown, she

with a slightly pale complexion, which gave her

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