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

“I don’t want it”

the card disdainfully back onto

bed.

was about

to give

account.’

face twitched, his lips tightened, and

threatened to burst.

This damn woman!

when you’ve got money to

kill to have that.’

don’t need your money. If I’m going to spend, I

when does a debit card embarrass anyone?! Do

there? No one would dare laugh at you. The

Witt!” Rose interrupted again, raising her voice,

please, get with the times. Even

who’s a hillbilly. The young ladies

heart. Money is good, and CEOs are great,

major turn-off”

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

She smirked slightly,

to give

The grinding stopped abruptly.

remained silent,

lips together, “Well, since you’re done

You’ll have a nurse

who had been

sharply, “Try and leave this room,

the foot of the bed,

supposed to be unreasonable”

if you were less

me going home to rest

silent for a moment, then said

have to keep me

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

Rose: “Jerk…

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

buy some

him, Morrison kept her bag and

enough to buy fruit for the evening. He

the bathroom to

to the

Shot CEO, if I decide to splurge a

going to cover it?”

oranges, grapes, cherries, and

expensive can it be?

be generous with

on

and slightly said, “You can hand out a

just like that, but twenty dollars is generous for

off the tap,

“What did you say?”

arched an eyebrow, “Nothing.

that Rose was finally playing along. No longer at odds

he settled on the couch and picked up his

some work.

spending most time dealing with Rose, a backlog of

up.

He glanced at her bag

and considered the trivial $20 in her pocket – she had

he finally settled down to

sudden knock on the door shattered the brief silence that had just

minutes. Morrison frowned, a subtle

a terse, “Come

his gaze to the

red annotations. Once he saved the

figure standing before him drew his eyebrows together even tighter.

on a chilly edge. “What is

you’ve been hospitalized for quite a spell, I thought

Mona’s voice sounded softly,

on her face.

an ill-fitting hospital gown, she appeared

pale complexion, which

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