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.

her silence, Morrison added, “Keep it. If you

card. The PIN

“I don’t want it”

him off, tossing the card disdainfully back onto

bed.

was about

to give

account.’

face twitched, his lips tightened, and a vein

threatened to burst.

This damn woman!

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

kill to have that.’

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

when does a debit card embarrass anyone?! Do you know how much

would dare

her voice, “If

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

a CEO who’s a hillbilly. The young ladies

CEOs are great, but

major turn-off”

so that within seconds, Rose

teeth. She

to give me

The grinding stopped abruptly.

silent,

pressed her lips together, “Well, since

You’ll have a nurse to look after

leave, Morrison, who had been silent up to that

“Try and leave

the foot of the bed, looking up at

supposed to be unreasonable”

reasonable if

does me going home

a moment, then said

to

arm fiercely, “Don’t forget

Rose: “Jerk…

to make a scene. In the end, she

buy some

Morrison kept

her a $20 bill, enough to buy fruit

the bathroom

followed to the bathroom door,

Shot CEO, if I decide to splurge a bit,

going to cover it?”

bananas, oranges, grapes, cherries,

How expensive can it be?

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

water on

watched his back and slightly said, “You can hand out

that, but twenty dollars is generous

tap, and stared

“What did you say?”

an eyebrow, “Nothing.

was finally playing along. No longer at

the couch and picked

some work.

time dealing with Rose,

up.

agreed to stay. He glanced at

trivial $20 in her pocket – she had no

better, he finally settled down

sudden knock on the door shattered the

a few minutes. Morrison frowned, a subtle

a terse,

the document he’d been scrutinizing,

annotations. Once he saved the changes,

figure standing before him drew

a chilly

for quite a spell, I thought it was only

Mona’s voice sounded

on her face.

in an ill-fitting hospital gown,

slightly pale complexion, which gave her

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