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.

it. If you want to buy anything,

The

“I don’t want it”

off, tossing the card disdainfully back onto the

bed.

was about

don’t want it. If you really want to give

account.’

his lips tightened,

threatened to burst.

This damn woman!

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

kill to have that.’

If I’m going to spend, I need to

debit card embarrass

dare

her voice, “If you really want to

trope, please, get with the times. Even CEOs

who’s a hillbilly. The young ladies nowadays

is good, and CEOs are great, but

major turn-off”

silent, so much so that

teeth. She smirked slightly, “What made you

to give me

The grinding stopped abruptly.

silent, his face

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

nurse to look after

who had been silent

and leave this

circled the foot of the bed, looking

supposed to be unreasonable”

be reasonable if you were less

me going home to rest

silent for a moment, then said

to keep me

“Don’t forget that I got hurt because of

Rose: “Jerk…

a scene. In the end, she stayed, although

to buy

him, Morrison kept her

$20 bill, enough to buy fruit for the

the bathroom to

the bathroom

to splurge a bit, do

going to cover it?”

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

been eating lately. How expensive can it be? Twenty is

keep the change. I should be

water on his

watched his back and slightly said, “You can

just like that, but twenty dollars is generous for

the tap, and stared at her through

“What did you say?”

arched an eyebrow, “Nothing.

was finally

he settled on the couch and picked up

some work.

most time dealing with Rose, a backlog of tasks

up.

relieved she agreed to stay. He glanced at her bag

and considered the trivial $20 in her pocket – she

finally settled down to tackle his

knock on the door shattered the brief silence that

frowned, a subtle irritation flitting across

he managed a terse, “Come

his gaze to the

red annotations. Once he saved

figure standing before him drew

a chilly

hospitalized for quite a spell, I thought it

sounded softly, accompanied by a subtle

on her face.

ill-fitting hospital gown,

complexion, which

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