Retreating her steps, she picked up her laptop and brought it to him.

Her hands tightly fisting by her sides as she stood near him.

"Where is your work?" he asked as a frown appeared on his forehead.

"I was actually... couldn't understand what you-you-you were telling," she began to explain.

Her toes curled inwards. She felt like she had gotten caught doing something illegal.

"Almost an hour and this is what you've done?"

She looked down, feeling embarrassed.

"Let me make this thing clear to ...