Many passers-by stopped as they saw Gifford, a handsome military officer standing in front of a woman holding a large bunch of flowers. Once they realized that woman was Chantel, a lot of people immediately took out their phones to register the moment.

Then, all of a sudden, Gifford knelt on one knee, surprising not only Chantel but everyone else.

To her astonishment, he opened the brocade box, revealing a huge diamond ring inside. The precious gem shone brightly in the sun, and Chantel was misty-eyed as soon as the light hit her eyes.

Gifford shouted for everyone to hear, "I love you, Chantel. Please, marry me!"

Who could have ever thought that a low-key man like Gifford would act as a young boy declaring his love for Chantel in front of so many people?

"Say yes! Say yes!" The crowd was very enthusiastic. Before the heroine could react, they were already urging her to say yes.

"Chantel, say yes! Say yes!"

Chantel would be lying if she said she had never wondered how Gifford would propose to her. As the dreamy girl that she was, she had fantasized about her love-life and future countless times before.

In her imagination, a low-key man like Gifford would propose to her at their home or whenever there were just the two of them.

Or he would end up not even proposing to her at all.

After all, she didn't think he loved her anyway.

But reality proved her wrong and brought happy tears to her eyes. Not only did Gifford propose to her, but he also did it in public. Holding the diamond ring, he shouted once more, "Chantel, I love you."

Chantel was so moved that her voice was choked with sobs, and she couldn't say anything. She had waited too long for this moment.

Maybe she had fantasized about it from the day she followed Gifford into the Li family house. She was just a girl at the time, and it was nearly impossible for a girl not to dream.

Gifford was outstanding both in his career and looks. Not surprisingly, he had countless girls who wanted to marry him too. What was more, Chantel felt safe around him.

She had to admit that when she told Erica she wanted to have Gifford's child, she didn't do it just to make his parents happy. She also had her own selfish reasons.

She wanted to marry him. In fact, she was willing to take off her beautiful coat and abandon the dream of being a star so she could stay at home to look after her husband and children. She wouldn't even mind if she had to wear an apron and cook for him for the rest of her life.

Under the expectation of the crowd, Chantel temporarily put the flowers aside. Then she walked step by step towards the man who took her out of the village and fulfilled her dream.

She hugged and kissed him on the lips before she replied happily, "Gifford, I love you too, and I want to marry you." After saying that, she burst into tears.

Surrounded by applauses and screams, Gifford took out the diamond ring he had just bought and put it on her finger.

It fit just right.

Since Gifford had long wanted to buy her a diamond ring, he had measured the size of her finger while she was asleep in the course of many nights.

At that moment, the two helped each other back on their feet. Afterward, Gifford held her in his arms and

nutes to greet Chantel's family with a crying newborn in his arms.

"Chantel's family, are you here? Chantel's family..."

"Doctor, I'm Chantel's husband!" Sweat trickled down Gifford's forehead as he ran over to the doctor. From the moment Chantel was sent to the delivery room, he worried about her the whole time he was left in the waiting room.

"Your wife has given birth to a healthy newborn. Mother and daughter are safe," the doctor informed.

Gifford glanced at the baby in his arms and then looked at the delivery room where the doctor had come from. "Where's my wife? Why hasn't she come out yet?"

Gifford's reaction amused the doctor. "You take the baby first. The mother has to wait for a moment before she can come out."

"Why does she have to wait? What's up?" Gifford's heart skipped a beat.

"She is fine..."

"Since she is fine, why does she have to wait?"

The doctor didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Yet he explained to the anxious man, "We have to deal with her first..."

"Deal with her? How?"

"Such as the umbilical cord and placenta! Sir, don't you want to have a look at your daughter?"

Luckily, Wesley and Blair got into the hospital in time to watch the scene from afar. Immediately, Blair hurried to rescue the doctor from Gifford as she held her granddaughter in her arms. "Gifford, what are you doing?"

Gifford, who had always been a tough man, turned to his mother with tears in his eyes. "Mom, Chantel hasn't come out yet. She was crying hysterically when she got in there!" He had never seen his wife crying so miserably before.

Blair patiently explained, "It's okay. Women are always like this when they give birth. But look at your baby. She's already here. Chantel will be here soon as well. Don't worry."

Despite his mother's words, he was still anxious. How could he not be? He only had one wife. If anything happened to Chantel, where would he find another woman who was as obedient and lovely as her?

Once he noticed the doctor was about to leave, he grabbed him and shouted angrily, "Doctor, don't go. Why hasn't my wife come out yet? Tell me!"

The people around him were all speechless.