Tessie also came with Erica to Gifford's base. She had already told Wesley ahead of time that she wanted to train with Erica so that they could take care of each other.

Wesley didn't turn down her request.

In the afternoon, Gifford brought Chantel to the base. At that time, Erica and Tessie were already practicing some military postures with the other newcomers.

He first observed Erica, then walked silently to the drillmaster and said, pointing at her, "Look at her posture. Are you sure you won't punish her a five-kilometer run?"

The drillmaster scratched his head in embarrassment and replied, "These two women look so fragile. I don't have the heart to punish them."

Besides, he knew that Erica was Matthew's wife. He didn't dare to treat her the way he handled the other men, or else Matthew would teach him a lesson.

Gifford crossed his arms in front of his chest and reminded him casually, "If my dad finds out that you are too lenient on her, you're dead."

The drillmaster was at a loss for words. If only he could cry. Then an idea came to his mind, so he said, "Your men are also training currently, right? Why don't you let Erica join them so you can personally train her?" The drillmaster didn't want Erica to be in his team at all. He didn't want to offend Wesley or Matthew.

"I'm on leave," Gifford answered nonchalantly.

"So why are you here now?" asked the drillmaster.

"Well..." Gifford looked at Chantel first, who was standing next to Erica, before he smiled unfathomably and replied, "Harry and the others are cleaning the bathroom now. They don't know why I let them do it and think I'm just punishing them unreasonably. Now, they will know why I punish them."

The drillmaster followed his gaze. As soon as he saw the beautiful woman beside Erica, he moved closer to Gifford. With a serious expression on his face, he said in a flirtatious tone, "The woman with you looks familiar. I think I heard some soldiers talking about her. They mentioned her name, but I can't remember. Is she your girlfriend? Finally, you found yourself a girlfriend. I thought you are going to stay single for the rest of your life."

Gifford glanced at him and smiled, revealing his white teeth. "She is the mother of my son."

"You have a son? Seriously?" The drillmaster looked at Chantel up and down in astonishment, mouth agape. And the more he stared at her, the familiar she looked. He had the feeling that he had met her before, but he couldn't remember where.

"Yes, of course! By the way, don't forget that my sister is a very naughty woman. Matthew has spoiled her so much that she became lawless. Make sure that you train her well." Gifford patted the drillmaster's shoulder before he turned around and left.

He called Chantel, who was whispering something to Erica, and took her to another training ground. Dozens of soldiers were practicing shooting there.

As soon as his adjutant saw him coming, he ran over to salute him.

The rest of the soldiers just watched them.

When Gifford and Chantel got closer, the soldiers greeted him one after another. Then all of a sudden, someone screamed, "Oh, my God! Isn't that Chantel Ye? Why is she here?"

"What?! Chantel Ye? Where is she?" Everyone who heard the soldier's scream dropped their weapon and rushed over.

Harry rubbed his eyes and murmured in disbelief, "The woman with our chief is really Chantel!"

The woman who was walking towards them had a decent smile on her face. She was wearing a casual orange dress with a long beige coat, which made her skin look fairer.

She was also wearing a pair of five-centimeter silver gray high heels. Perhaps she wanted to lessen the height difference between her and Gifford. But with her height that was 165 centimeters, her head barely reached Gifford's neck despite her high heels.

"Our chief is really nice. He knows that we like Chantel so much, that's why he brought her here today." Everyone was boiling with excitement all of a sudden.

Gage, who wiped the sweat on his face randomly, exclaimed in excitement, "Damn! Now I know why our chief asked us to clean the bathroom. It turned out he prepared the best reward for us. If this is the case, I am willing to clean the toilet for three months as long as I can see my goddess."

He then turned to the soldier beside him and asked, "Look at my face. Is there dirt on it? Does my hair look okay? Do I look cool? This is my first time to meet her in person. I must leave the best impression on her."

But something happened that saddened all of them.

Gifford suddenly grabbed Chantel's hand as they continued to walk towards them.

"Why did our chief hold her hand?"

Gage asked. He then shouted, "Chief, don't be rude to Chantel."

Another soldier also said, "Her hand must feel so soft. I'm so envious of him."

Finally, Gifford and Chantel were now standing in front of them.

Gifford glanced at them one by one and said slowly, "Guys, meet Chantel, my wife, and the mother of my son."

Although Chantel was confused with everything that was going on, she just went with the flow. When she heard him introduce her to everyone, she greeted them with a sweet smile, "Hello, everyone! My name is Chantel Ye. I am Gifford's wife."

Her words were like bombs that exploded in front of the crowd. "What? You are his wife?"

"Oh, no! Chantel is married to our chief?"

"Unbelievable! Is this for real?"

"My goddess and our chief are husband and wife. What a perfect match!"

Watching their reactions, Gifford smiled satisfyingly.

With one hand in his pocket, his other hand was holding Chantel tightly.

Harry squeezed to the front and asked again, "Chief, is Chantel really your wife?"

These soldiers were like brothers to Gifford. Actually, the first batch of red pockets that Hugo received when he was born came from them. They were not surprised to know that he was already married.

But knowing who his wife was seemed unacceptable to them. Chantel was their goddess. How could they take that she was their chief's wife?

'Is this really his reward to us? I don't think so! Obviously, he brought his wife here to make us suffer more, ' thought Harry inwardly.

The next moment shocked them more. Gifford pulled Chantel into his arm, lowered his head, and kissed her on the lips.

It once again caused an uproar in everyone.

At the sight of the different expressions on their faces, his mouth curved into a complacent smile. "Yes, she is my wife. We have been married for several years now. And now that you know that she is my wife, stop drooling over her again."

The sad expression on Harry's and the rest of the soldiers' faces showed that their hearts were aching. They had finally understood why Gifford punished them by letting them clean the bathroom.

No man would want other men to covet his wife.

They all felt they didn't deserve it. After all, they didn't know beforehand that Chantel was Gifford's wife.

Everyone in the base now knew that Gifford was married to Chantel, but no one dared to discuss it on the Internet. Thus, except for the soldiers, no one still knew that the popular actress Chantel was married.

Meanwhile, everyone in Erica and Tessie's training ground was having fun. Since it was their break time, many soldiers came to chat with the two women.

Erica was easy to get along with, so she became good friends with the men in just a short time.