Blame it On the Stress.

Bryan asked her with such keen interest.

"Well you are my boss and I want to you to take care of yourself and get maximum rest."

She said.

"Oh I see, I never knew that we had good employees that cared about the employers." Bryan said.

"Sir you know what I mean right?" Alexa asked.

"Yes of course I do know what you mean." He replied as soon as he slowly got out of the bed, wore his slippers and went to wash his face.

When he got back. Alexa had finished applying all her make-up and she was keeping the box in her closet.

"Sir please do not be offended. I know it is quite late for you to be waking up and you want to blame someone, but I actually feel you should not blame it on anyone but your stress." Alexa tried to explain.

"Alexa it is seven in the morning and I am still in my bedroom with my night clothes on. And you say I should blame it on what now?" Bryan asked.

"On your stress."

"My stress?"