He's Too Much

Cora’s POV

A few minutes after I called Damon, he was now standing at my open bedroom door with a very panicked expression on his face. Damon steps closer to the bed, where I'm already sitting in a weakened state that I deliberately made up to trick Damon into coming to see me at home.

Finally, the charade I'd created managed to get him to quickly come to my house after all the times I'd asked him to go, but he'd always refused, saying he was busy and more concerned with Addison. I was upset. Does he have to see that I'm sick to come see me? It's unfortunate.

Damon was already sitting on the edge of the bed, holding my fingers. I could see the look on his face that still looked very panicked. However, I just stared at her with an icy gaze and no expression on her. I didn't like it when he ignored me. So the only way was to use my doctor.

"How are you, Cora? Are you still in pain? Sorry, I've been so busy lately that I couldn't be with you." Damon asked about my condition and made anot