After a relaxing time in the bathroom, both of them were now fully dressed and eating breakfast when Berry suddenly remembered something, "Don't you have to work today?" He asked Stuart with widened eyes, but Stuart merely shrugged. He was late enough as it is.
"I can go tomorrow," he answered lazily with an unbothered expression, which left Berry staring at him in shock. He wondered if this is how they were going to live every day from now on.
"How many times have you skipped work this week?" He asked, crossing his arms over his chest and pinning Stuart with a solemn and angry gaze. He wouldn't be so angry if Stuart had missed work once or twice, but three times in a week was too much as far as Berry was concerned. Stuart was the chairman, for heaven's sake.
