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 want to buy

card. The

“I don’t want it”

off, tossing the

bed.

was about to

want it. If you really want to give me

account.’

twitched, his lips tightened,

threatened to burst.

This damn woman!

when you’ve got money

kill to have that.’

to spend, I

card embarrass anyone?! Do you know

No one would dare laugh at you. The

raising her voice,

trope, please, get with

likes a CEO who’s a hillbilly. The

Money is good, and CEOs are great, but

major turn-off”

much so that within seconds,

She smirked slightly, “What

to give me

The grinding stopped abruptly.

silent,

her lips together, “Well, since you’re

nurse

leave, Morrison, who had been silent up to that

“Try and leave this room,

bed, looking

supposed to be unreasonable”

reasonable if you were

going home to rest bother

silent for a moment, then said gruffly,

have to keep

grabbed her arm fiercely, “Don’t forget that I got hurt

Rose: “Jerk…

to make a scene. In the

buy some

trick him, Morrison kept her bag and phone as

a $20 bill, enough to buy fruit

bathroom

the bathroom

CEO, if I decide to splurge a bit, do you

going to cover it?”

oranges, grapes, cherries,

How expensive can it be?

should be generous with my wife.”

on

said, “You can hand out a

else just like that, but twenty dollars

turned off the tap, and stared at

“What did you say?”

arched an eyebrow, “Nothing.

finally playing along. No longer at

other, he settled on the couch and picked up his tablet to

some work.

time dealing with Rose,

up.

agreed to stay. He

trivial $20 in her

settled

shattered the brief silence that

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

he managed a terse,

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

he saved

drew his eyebrows

chilly edge.

a spell, I thought it was only

voice sounded softly, accompanied

on her face.

ill-fitting hospital gown,

with a slightly pale complexion, which gave her an

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