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.

“Keep it. If you want

The PIN

“I don’t want it”

off, tossing the card

bed.

about

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

account.’

tightened, and a vein

threatened to burst.

This damn woman!

it’s old-fashioned when you’ve got money

kill to have that.’

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

embarrass anyone?! Do you know how much

there? No one would dare laugh at

Witt!” Rose interrupted again, raising her voice, “If you really want to

trope, please, get with

a CEO who’s a hillbilly. The young

Money is good, and CEOs are great, but

major turn-off”

fell silent, so much so that within

grinding of Morrison’s teeth. She smirked slightly, “What made

give me

The grinding stopped abruptly.

remained silent, his face

lips together, “Well, since you’re

home. You’ll have a nurse to look after

to leave, Morrison, who had been

“Try and leave this room, I

bed, looking up at him. “Domineering CEOs

supposed to be unreasonable”

reasonable if you were less

home to rest bother

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

have to keep me

“Don’t forget that I got hurt because of

Rose: “Jerk…

a scene. In

to buy

him, Morrison kept her bag and

to buy fruit for the

bathroom to

followed to the bathroom door,

splurge a bit, do you think twenty

going to cover it?”

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

can it be? Twenty is

keep the change. I should be

on

and slightly said, “You

but twenty dollars

off the tap, and stared at her through the

“What did you say?”

an eyebrow, “Nothing.

felt pleased that Rose was finally playing

settled on the couch and picked up

some work.

spending most time dealing with

up.

to stay. He glanced

$20 in her pocket

he finally settled down

shattered the brief silence that had

a subtle

he managed a terse,

gaze to the document he’d

he saved the

figure standing before him drew his eyebrows together even

on a chilly

a spell, I thought it

voice sounded softly,

on her face.

in an ill-fitting hospital gown, she appeared

a slightly pale complexion, which

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