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.

about to

really want to give me money, just

account.’

lips tightened, and

threatened to burst.

This damn woman!

cares if it’s old-fashioned when you’ve

kill to have that.’

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

debit card embarrass anyone?! Do you

there? No one would dare laugh at you. The PIN

interrupted again, raising her voice, “If you

please, get with the times. Even CEOs need

No woman likes a CEO who’s

CEOs are great, but

major turn-off”

much so that within seconds, Rose could

of Morrison’s teeth. She

to give me

The grinding stopped abruptly.

silent, his face

lips together, “Well, since you’re done with dinner, I

a nurse to look

to leave, Morrison, who had

and leave this room,

circled the foot of the bed, looking up at

supposed to be unreasonable”

if

does me going home to rest

silent for a moment, then said gruffly, “I’m

have to keep me

forget that I got hurt

Rose: “Jerk…

a scene. In the end, she stayed, although

to buy some

kept

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

the bathroom to freshen

to the bathroom door, slightly

splurge

going to cover it?”

grapes, cherries, and cherry

lately. How expensive can it be? Twenty

be generous with my wife.” With

on his

back and slightly said, “You

just like that, but twenty dollars

the tap, and stared at her through the

“What did you say?”

eyebrow, “Nothing. I’m

finally playing along. No longer at

couch and picked up his tablet to catch up

some work.

dealing with Rose, a backlog of

up.

stay. He glanced at her

the trivial $20 in her pocket – she had

finally settled

knock on the door shattered the brief silence that had just settled

Morrison frowned, a subtle irritation flitting

a terse, “Come

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

saved the changes, he

drew

chilly edge. “What is

you’ve been hospitalized for quite a spell,

sounded softly, accompanied

on her face.

ill-fitting hospital gown, she appeared exceptionally delicate

pale complexion, which

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