The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1832

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.

Morrison added, “Keep it. If you want to

The PIN

“I don’t want it”

the card disdainfully

bed.

was about to

want it. If you really want to give me money, just

account.’

face twitched, his lips tightened, and

threatened to burst.

This damn woman!

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

kill to have that.’

need your money. If I’m going to

does a debit card embarrass anyone?! Do you know how much

No one would dare

interrupted again, raising her voice, “If you really want to

trope, please, get with the times. Even

No woman likes a CEO who’s a hillbilly. The young

heart. Money is good, and CEOs are great, but

major turn-off”

so much so that

grinding of Morrison’s teeth. She smirked

give me

The grinding stopped abruptly.

remained silent, his

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

You’ll have a nurse to look

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

“Try and leave this room, I dare

the bed, looking up at

supposed to be unreasonable”

reasonable if you were

going home to

silent for a moment, then

to keep me

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

Rose: “Jerk…

want to make a scene. In the

buy some

kept

bill, enough to buy fruit for

bathroom to

the bathroom door, slightly

splurge a bit, do

going to cover it?”

grapes, cherries, and cherry tomatoes—that’s

can it be? Twenty is

I should be generous with my

water on his

his back and slightly said, “You can hand out

like that, but twenty dollars is generous for

turned off the tap, and stared at her through

“What did you say?”

eyebrow,

Rose was finally playing along. No longer

and picked up his tablet

some work.

most time dealing with Rose, a backlog of tasks

up.

to stay. He glanced at her bag

the trivial $20 in her pocket – she had no chance

finally settled down

the door shattered the brief silence that had just settled

Morrison frowned, a subtle irritation flitting

a terse,

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

saved the changes, he lifted his

him drew

chilly

a spell,

you,’ Mona’s voice sounded softly, accompanied by a

on her face.

an ill-fitting hospital gown, she appeared

with a slightly pale complexion, which

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