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.

silence, Morrison added, “Keep it. If you want to buy anything,

card. The

“I don’t want it”

the card disdainfully back

bed.

was about

If you really want to give me money, just

account.’

his lips tightened,

threatened to burst.

This damn woman!

you’ve

kill to have that.’

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

does a debit card embarrass

would dare laugh at you.

her voice, “If

trope, please, get with

CEO who’s a hillbilly. The young ladies

is good, and CEOs

major turn-off”

room fell silent, so much so that within seconds, Rose could

She smirked slightly, “What

to give

The grinding stopped abruptly.

remained silent, his

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

nurse to look after

leave, Morrison, who had been silent up to that point,

and leave this room, I

the bed, looking up at him. “Domineering

supposed to be unreasonable”

if

does me going home to rest bother

moment, then

have to keep me

forget that I got hurt because of

Rose: “Jerk…

a scene. In the end, she stayed, although she did

buy some

him, Morrison kept her bag and phone as

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

bathroom to

to the

if I decide to splurge a bit, do

going to cover it?”

grapes, cherries, and cherry tomatoes—that’s

expensive can it be? Twenty is plenty. And

change. I should be generous with

on

watched his back and slightly said, “You can

like that, but twenty dollars

the tap,

“What did you say?”

eyebrow,

was finally

and picked

some work.

time dealing with Rose, a backlog of

up.

He glanced

and considered the trivial $20 in her

settled down to

sudden knock on the door shattered the brief silence

minutes. Morrison frowned, a subtle irritation flitting across his

managed a terse, “Come

to the document

red annotations. Once he saved the

drew his

chilly edge. “What is

quite a spell, I thought

voice sounded softly, accompanied by a subtle

on her face.

in an ill-fitting hospital gown,

pale complexion, which gave her an

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