Chapter 446: Never Fall Behind for Even a Single Day

Harriman residence.

After Caroline and the others left.

Windsor went back to his room after taking a bath and putting his daughter to bed.

"Click——"

The door to the room opened, and in walked Martin Harriman, dressed in a black robe.

In his hand, he held a bowl of a black-looking soup that smelled strongly of medicine.

Martin placed the bowl on the table, "It's not that hot anymore, so drink it quickly; the medicine won't work as well once it cools down completely."

Smelling the powerful scent of the medicine, Windsor's face showed hesitation, and his expression was somewhat conflicted.

He walked over to his wife, put his arm around her, and whispered softly, "Honey, my body has already recovered. I went to see a doctor before, and he said I'm fine. I've healed perfectly, without any residual issues. I don't think I need to drink this medicine anymore."