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.

The PIN

“I don’t want it”

suddenly cut him off, tossing the card disdainfully back onto

bed.

was about

it. If you really want to give me money, just transfer

account.’

lips tightened,

threatened to burst.

This damn woman!

if it’s old-fashioned when you’ve got

kill to have that.’

I’m going to spend,

a debit card embarrass anyone?! Do you know

No one would dare laugh at you. The PIN

raising her voice,

please, get with the

woman likes a CEO who’s a

at heart. Money is good, and CEOs are great, but a hillbilly CEO is

major turn-off”

room fell silent, so much so

teeth. She smirked slightly, “What

to give me

The grinding stopped abruptly.

remained silent, his

lips together, “Well, since you’re done

have a nurse

had been silent up to that point,

sharply, “Try and leave

the foot of the bed, looking up

supposed to be unreasonable”

reasonable if you were less

me going home

was silent for a moment, then said

to keep me

forget that I got hurt because

Rose: “Jerk…

want to make a scene. In the end,

to buy some

trick him, Morrison kept

handing her a $20 bill, enough to

the bathroom to

to the bathroom

Big Shot CEO, if I decide to splurge

going to cover it?”

bananas, oranges, grapes, cherries,

lately. How expensive can it be? Twenty is plenty.

keep the change. I should be generous with my wife.” With

water on

and slightly said, “You can hand out a

but twenty dollars

looked up, turned off the tap, and stared at her

“What did you say?”

arched an eyebrow,

Rose was finally

he settled on the couch and picked up his tablet to catch

some work.

dealing with Rose, a backlog of tasks

up.

to stay. He glanced at her bag and phone

trivial $20 in her pocket –

finally settled down

shattered the brief silence that had just

few minutes. Morrison frowned, a

managed a terse, “Come

gaze to the

annotations. Once he saved the changes,

before him drew his eyebrows

chilly

you’ve been hospitalized for quite a spell, I thought it was

on you,’ Mona’s voice sounded softly,

on her face.

hospital gown, she appeared exceptionally

a slightly pale complexion, which

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