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.

added, “Keep it. If you want to buy

The

“I don’t want it”

cut him off, tossing the card disdainfully back onto

bed.

was about to explode,

want to give me money, just transfer

account.’

his lips tightened, and a

threatened to burst.

This damn woman!

you’ve got money

kill to have that.’

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

card embarrass anyone?! Do you know

there? No one would dare laugh at

her voice, “If you really want

trope, please, get with the times.

who’s a hillbilly. The young ladies

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

major turn-off”

much so that within seconds,

teeth. She smirked

to give me

The grinding stopped abruptly.

silent, his

pressed her lips together, “Well, since you’re

nurse

she prepared to leave, Morrison, who had been silent

sharply, “Try and leave this room,

the foot of the bed, looking up at him. “Domineering CEOs

supposed to be unreasonable”

if you

going home to rest

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

have to

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

Rose: “Jerk…

make a scene. In

to buy some

him, Morrison kept her

enough to buy fruit for the evening. He then

bathroom to freshen

the bathroom door,

CEO, if I decide to splurge a bit, do

going to cover it?”

oranges, grapes, cherries, and cherry tomatoes—that’s

can it be?

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

on his

his back and slightly said, “You can hand out a million bucks

like that, but twenty dollars

turned off the tap,

“What did you say?”

arched an eyebrow, “Nothing. I’m

felt pleased that Rose was finally playing along. No longer at odds

the couch and picked up his

some work.

with Rose, a

up.

was relieved she agreed to stay. He glanced at her bag

her pocket

he finally settled down to

shattered the brief silence that

frowned, a subtle irritation

a

the document he’d been scrutinizing,

he saved the

drew his

chilly edge. “What is

hospitalized for quite a spell, I thought

sounded softly, accompanied by a

on her face.

an ill-fitting hospital gown, she appeared exceptionally delicate

pale complexion, which gave her

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