I Accidentally Accepted The Male Lead's Proposal

Claire Bennett transmigrated into the body of the male lead's ex- girlfriend-the one who had rejected him for being poor.

The moment she arived, the male lead was proposing to her.

"Claire, marry me..."

She wasn't the female lead!

She was the vicious supporting character who had left psychological scars on the male lead, eventually pushing him toward a twisted and dark personality.

The ex-girlfriend who rejected his proposal because she thought he was poor. and later married a rich second-generation heir.

Afterward, she did all sorts of malicious things, trying to sabotage the relationship between the male and female leads.

Claire Bennett froze for a full two minutes.

Long enough for a trace of disappointment to flash across the male lead, Ethan Reed's eyes

"Claire... you don't want to?"

Claire lowered her gaze toward the man kneeling before her. His features were handsome, his eyes dark and deep.

In his hand was a fifty-point diamond ring, He looked at her with unmistakable affection and anticipation.

Claire swallowed hard. Her mind replayed the original owner's ending in the novel.

After marrying the rich second-generation heir, the original owner suffered daily domestic violence and verbal abuse from her in-laws.

Outsiders believed she had married into wealth and was living the luxurious life of a rich wife.

Only she knew the truth.

Her pockets were emptier than her face.

She had basically become a free nanny in her husband's household.

Meanwhile, a year after her marriage, the male lead was recognized by a top-tier wealthy family in Bellmont City and brought back as their heir, instantly becoming a prominent figure among the capital's elite.

He later met the story's female lead.

At first, he kept her around as a substitute for Claire, treating her like a caged bird.

But eventually, he truly fell in love with her.

Just when their relationship was stabilizing, the original owner suddenly reappeared.

She caused endless misunderstandings between them, leading the female lead to leave heartbroken.

The male lead then embarked on a long and dramatic journey to win his wife back.

As for the original owner..

She was captured by her abusive husband, brutally beaten-and eventually killed by accident.

Her short life ended miserably.

Claire thought for too long. Her expression remained blank, without a trace of joy.

She was probably unwilling.

Disappointment flickered through Ethan's eyes as he prepared to withdraw the ring.

At that moment-

Claire suddenly snatched it and slipped it onto the middle finger of her left hand.

"I do!"she declared loudly...

This might be the only chance in her life to become a rich woman. How could she possibly miss it?

The man before her would one day become a powerful heir among Bellmont City's elite, unimaginably wealthy with countless assets.

Soon, a powerful tycoon would shower her with money, forcing her to divorce Ethan.

Afterward, Ethan would meet his true love, fall deeply in love,

and also demand a divorce while throwing money at her,

And she would walk away rich, travel the world, and never have to do those miserable jobs again.

Haha!

Life couldn't possibly be more carefree!

A dream impossible in reality would finally come true after transmigrating into a novel.

Ethan slowly stood up.

Seeing the smile on Claire's face, the tension in his chest finally eased.

For a moment, he had thought Claire didn't want to marry him.

He must have overthought it.

She was probablyjust too shocked to react.

After all, they had only graduated six months ago. Marriage might seem a bit sudden.

But he couldn't wait.

He was afraid that Claire would be taken away.

Earlier that day, he had picked her up from work and seen her accepting roses from another man, smiling brightly.

In that instant, a sense of crisis gripped him. His first thought was simple: He needed to keep her by his side.

And the only way to secure Claire was through marriage.

...

Claire raised her hand and admired the ring happily.The bouquet and diamond ring were beautiful.

Even a lab-grown diamond ring would cost over ten thousand yuan.

She remembered that Ethan had only recently graduated. He had started a small company with his friends and invested all the money he had earned from part-time jobs during college.

He should be completely broke.

So where had he gotten the money for this ring?

She looked up at the tall, broad-shouldered man in front of her."Where did you get the money?"

Ethan lowered his eyes, his gaze evasive

"Don't worry about it."

Claire pursed her lips.

She truly didn't care.

No matter who he had borowed it from, he would definitely repay it in the future.

There was nothing to worry about.

Suddenly, Ethan grabbed her hand. Claire jumped and instinctively shook him off.

Ethan's dark eyes slowly darkened. Claire nearly bit her finger in frustration.She had forgotten she had transmigrated.

She was now Ethan's girlfriend.

Holding hands and kissing were perfectly normal between couples.Her sudden reaction must have seemed strange.

But before transmigrating, she had never been in a relationship. She had never even had a boyfriend

Suddenly holding hands with a man felt incredibly awkward. After thinking for a moment, she had an idea.

What if she imagined Ethan as one of her Idol Bias?

Yes. Perfect.

She was holding hands with her idol!

Her idol!

She walked closer to Ethan and reached out to take his pale, slender hand.

Then she smiled sweetly.

"I was just stunned by your proposal earlier, that's why I pulled away"

The darkness in Ethan's eyes gradually faded.

So that was the reason.

For a moment he had thought Claire hated being touched by him.

"Claire..." he said softly, "l don't have a house or a car right now. I can't give you a good life."

"But believe me, Give me time, and I'll make sure you have everything"

If anyone else had said those words, Claire would have rolled her eyes and walked away without looking back.

But this person was Ethan Reed.

The future heir of a top-tier wealthy family

He would eventually have endless money, countless houses, and garages filled with luxury cars.

Claire imagined the wealthy patriarch soon throwing money at her to divorce him.

Her round almond eyes sparkled.

"I believe you, " she said with a bright smile.

Ethan stared at her. Then he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her into a tight embrace.

Claire's mind exploded.

My idol is hugging me!

My idol is hugging me!

Oh my God...help!

She had never even had a boyfriend before.

And now she was suddenly holding hands and hugging a man. Her heart pounded wildly

In her mind she started counting.

One... two.. three...

She counted all the way to three hundred and sixty-five before Ethan finally released her,

Freed at last, Claire immediately rushed to the bathroom. Ethan assumed she simply needed to use it.

Without thinking much of it, he began clearing the dishes and carried them to the kitchen to wash.

Claire sat on the toilet and glanced around the bathroom.

It was small, without a separate shower area, but everything was spotless.The tiles gleamed, and there wasn't the slightest unpleasant smell.

It was much cleaner than the shared apartment she had lived in when she first arrived in New York in her previous life.

Two minutes later, she came out.

Ethan stood at the sink washing dishes with his back to her.

White shirt.

Black trousers

Tall, straight back.

The novel had described him as being 1.88 meters tall.

So tall!

This small apartment was rented by Ethan. He lived alone, yet kept it impeccably tidy. It was rare to find such a clean man in real life

Claire sat on the small sofa, picked up her phone, and began browsing the original owner's social contacts.

Soon, Ethan finished washing the dishes and dried his hands,Then he walked over and sat beside her.

Claire instantly stiffened.

She desperately resisted the urge to move away. But Ethan took her hand again.

She forced out a stiff smile.

The atmosphere grew strangely ambiguous.

"Claire," Ethan called softly.

Before She could react, she suddenly found herself pressed down onto the sofa.

Ethan stared at her intently as his face slowly moved closer.

Claire was startled. She shoved Ethan away and rolled off the sofa, landing on the floor.

lgnoring the pain, she grabbed her phone and bolted out of the small apartment before he could react.

The door slamming shut behind her

Ethan stood there, momentarily stunned.

Did he scare her away?

Claire was rather shy. He should have taken things slowly.

Before he could reflect any further, he grabbed his phone and huried after her.

But by the time he reached downstairs, Claire was already gone.

He called her several times.

She didn't answer.

Left with no choice, he returned upstairs.

---

Claire sat in the taxi, patting her burning cheeks. Her heart was still racing.

That had been too sudden.

It had nearly scared her to death!

Although the novel she had been reading - about the male lead chasing after his wife - hadn't described much about his relationship with his ex-girlfriend, Claire now possessed the original owner's memories.

The original owner and the male lead had been university classmates, though they were in different majors.

Ethan had been handsome and academically outstanding-a

favorite among professors and a well-known figure on campus.

Many girls liked him. However, he was aloof and distant, and his family background was poor. It was said that his mother was frail and chronically ill, and he himself came from another city.

Even if girls admired him, none of them dared to confess.

At first, the original owner had thought the same way.

What was the point of being handsome? Without money, you couldn't afford a house, and married life would be miserable.

Modern women were very clear-headed. They were no longer blinded by love.

But one month before graduation, the original owner had been joking around in the dormitory with her roommates when someone suddenly encouraged her to pursue Ethan-the famously aloof campus heartthrob.

The original owner had scoffed.

"Don't worry, I can win him over in less than a month."

And she actually succeeded!

Ethan agreed to be her boyfriend.They officially became a couple. But Ethan had been extremely busy after graduation, focusing on starting a business with his friends. They rarely saw each other.

Even now, they hadn't even kissed. Moreover, the original owner had a mother who was obsessed with marrying her daughter into a wealthy family.

She constantly warned her not to date in college-especially not to sleep with any men.

According to her mother, preserving her virginity was essential for securing a good marriage.

Influenced by her upbringing, the original owner also dreamed of marrying into a rich family.

Her relationship with Ethan had only been a game. The original owner had planned to break up with him today-and humiliate him thoroughly in the process.

She had looked down on Ethan from the bottom of her heart.

There was no way she would ever marry him

But unexpectedly, at the critical moment...Claire had transmigrated.

She definitely couldn't follow the original owner's path and end up with such a tragic fate.

Even as a supporting female character, she had to actively change her destiny.

Besides, since she had already transmigrated into a novel, she naturally wanted to live life to the fullest.

Although she was technically the male lead's ex-girlfriend, as long as she handled her relationship with Ethan properly and prevented him from becoming twisted and dark, when they eventually broke up, Ethan would surely be grateful that she had endured hardships alongside him and give her a large sum of money.

And even if he wasn't grateful, he would still want to be with the female lead.

At that time, he would definitely use money to get rid of her,

--

Claire found the original owner's residence based on her memories.It was an ordinary residential neighborhood.

After graduation, she had rented an apartment together with two college roommates.

She entered the password and opened the door.

A girl wearing purple pajamas came out of the kitchen with a glass of water.

"Claire, You're back", she called out.

"Yeah!", Claire replied.

Claire opened the door to the second bedroom and walked inside.

The apartment was a small two-bedroom unit. Claire lived in the second bedroom, paying 2,300 Dollars in rent every month.

Emily Clark slept in the living room, separated by a curtain. Her rent was cheaper-1,500 Dollars per month.

Emily's family wasn't well-off. She had younger siblings still in school and sent most of her savings back home.

Sasha Cole lived in the master bedroom and paid 3,000 Dollars in rent. Her family ran a business and was relatively wealthy.

Suddenly, Claire felt like she had forgotten something. After thinking for a moment, she remembered.

Her bag was still in Ethan's house!

When she had run away earlier, she had only grabbed her phone. Emily and Sasha leaned against the doorway on either side.

Sasha asked, "Did you break up with your crush?"

Emily added, "How did your crush react when you dumped him?"

Claire pulled over a chair and sat down, looking at the two of them.

"No. We didn't break up!"

"Huh"

Both girls stared at her in surprise.

Emily suddenly noticed the diamond ring on her finger.

"Why are you wearing a diamond ring? Is it real?"

Claire didn't hide the truth.

"it's real. Ethan gave it to me. He proposed, and I said yes. "

"What?!"

Sasha cried out in shock.

Emily stood there with her mouth hanging open.

After a long pause, she finally asked, "Weren't you going to break up with him?"

Sasha added, "Yeah! Didn't you say your crush was poor and that you were just playing around? Why would you agree to his proposal?"

Claire didn't know how to explain it.

"I think Ethan is pretty good she said. "l don't want to break up."

Sasha frowned. "Are you joking?"

Claire shook her head seriously. "No.I really don't want to break up!"

The two girls looked at her with suspicion.

Claire grabbed her pajamas and went to take a shower. Sasha returned to her room.

Emily stared toward the bathroom, her brows deeply furrowed.

--

After showering, Claire returned to her room. Her gaze fell on the messy pile of clothes scattered across the bed.

The original owner had been the type of girl who looked glamorous on the outside but was lazy and messy in private.

Claire even suspected that Ethan might also be a

superficial person, someone who had agreed to date the original owner simply because of her appearance.

While showering earlier, she had looked carefully at herself in the mirror. The original owner's face was undeniably beautiful.

An oval face, fair skin, round almond-shaped eyes that were dark and bright, a straight nose, and full pink lips.

No wonder she had captivated Ethan.

Of course, there was another possibility.

Perhaps Ethan had simply been manipulated by the plot. Just so he could later torment the female lead.

---

Looking at the messy room, Claire began cleaning. Most of the clothes looked dirty, so she gathered them all and caried them to the washing machine.

After starting the laundry, she returned to tidy the small room, wiping down the cabinets and bedside table.

Hearing the noise, Emily came over. When she saw the now neat and orderly room, she paused.

Her gaze slowly shifted to Claire, who was busily moving around. Claire was beautiful, the most beautiful girl in their department.

She usually dressed fashionably and attractively.

But only her roommates knew how lazy and unhygienic she really was.

She rarely washed her clothes. Worn clothes were piled on the bed, and whenever she needed something to wear, she would simply rummage through the pile.

It looked like she wore diferent outfits every day, but in reality, they were all already worn.

She even waited until she had no underwear or socks left before washing them.

Her desk was always cluttered with random items.

This Claire seemed different.

So diligent...

"Claire... are you okay?", Emily asked cautiously,

Claire was busy cleaning and didn't notice Emily's surprise.

"I'm fine. I'll finish tidying up soon. It won't disturb anyone's sleep."

Emily returned to her bed, still stunned.

-

After finishing the cleaning, Claire changed the bedsheets to fresh ones. The old bedding would have to wait until tomorrow to be washed.

It was already too late and might disturb everyone. She hung the freshly washed clothes on the balcony to dry. Then she returned to her room and lay down.

Exhausted and in unfamiliar surroundings, she quickly fell asleep.

---

The next morning...

She was groggily awakened by the sound of her phone ringing.

Half-asleep, she reached for it and answered.

"Hello?"

A deep, magnetic male voice came through the phone.

"I'm downstairs.Come down when you're ready, okay?"

Claire's eyes snapped open.

She instantly remembered-

She had transmigrated into anovel.

And she had become the male lead's ex-girlfriend in a story about chasing after his wife.

Clearing her throat, she asked cautiously, "Is...something wrong?"

There was a brief silence on the other end. Then he said calmly: "Let's go get our marriage certificate!"

Claire almost bit her tongue. "Get the marriage certificate?What marriage certificate?!"

On the other end of the phone, Ethan replied calmly, "You

accepted my proposal."

"I did accept, " Claire said, "bu...but you never said we'd get the certificate today."

There was a brief pause.

"Since we're already planning to get married, it doesn't matter whether we get it sooner or later."

Claire wanted to say something else but Ethan spoke again.

"Are you backing out?"

"I'm not!"

Claire truly wasn't backing out. Things were just moving too fast, and she wasn't used to it yet. She scratched her head.

Oh well.

She had already agreed, so they would have to get married sooner or later anyway.

Let Ethan decide when to register the marriage.

Once they became husband and wife, if Ethan wanted to be

with the female lead later, he would have to pay her more money.

After all, divorce was far more troublesome than breaking up.

"Wait for me ten minutes. I'll change my clothes!"

Then she hung up.

Claire got up, washed her face, and changed into a white knitted dress with a shirt collar. Over it, she put on a black down jacket.

She could take off the jacket when taking photos.

She braided her long black hair into a fishtail braid and applied light makeup.

Then she picked up her phone and asked her boss for half a day off.

The original owner of this body had majored in English and had fairly average grades.

After graduation, she worked as a salesperson at a foreign trade company that manufactured tools, dealing mainly with overseas clients.

Coincidentally, Claire had studied the same major in her previous life. She had obtained a Level-8 English certificate in college and had won numerous awards in English and translation competitions.

She had also minored in computer science. Before transmigrating, she had worked at a large internet company with a high salary but the workload had been brutal.

She had died from overwork.

Then she transmigrated into the novel she had just finished

reading.The one about chasing after a runaway wife.

After a long round of nagging, her manager finally agreed to grant her half a day off.

Claire found her ID card, grabbed her phone, and headed downstairs.

As soon as she stepped out of the apartment building, she saw Ethan standing beneath a tree.

Broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and a tall, straight figure.

He wore a white shirt with black trousers and a black down jacket over them.

Simple, clean, and pleasing to the eye.

As Claire approached, she caught the faint scent of laundry detergent and jasmine

Ethan looked at her deeply.

"Let's go."

He was still holding the cloth bag she had left at his place the night before.

Claire reached out

"Give it to me."

"I'll carry it for you" Ethan said. Claire raised an eyebrow.

Hehe.

So now she had someone to carry her bag when she went out. The two walked out of the residential complex.

Ethan hailed a taxi.

After they got in, he said to the driver,

"Civil Affairs Bureau!" The driver was a chatty middle-aged man.

"Going to get your marriage certificate?", he asked with a grin.

"Yes",Ethan replied casually.

"Congratulations! Today's a good day!"

Ethan turned to look at Claire.

Afraid he might misunderstand and think she was reluctant,

Claire quickly grinned.

"Do I look good today?"

Ethan pursed his lips and nodded.

"You look good.'

Claire smiled.

"You look handsome today too!"

She thought that since she would probably only get married once in her life, she might as well dress nicely.

After divorcing Ethan in the future, she had no plans to marry again.

Even before transmigrating, marriage had never been part of her life plan. But now that she was experiencing it once, it wasn't bad.

Ethan stared at her for a moment, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his lips. They soon arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau.

After getting out of the car, they went inside together. They had arrived early and barely needed to wait in line before receiving their marriage certificates.

Claire looked at the photo.

The couple in it looked very good together.

There was just one small flaw.

"Ethan, you're not smiling"

Ethan was about to say something. Claire waved her hand.

"Never mind, never mind. Considering how handsome you are, I won't hold it against you."

She slipped the marriage certificate into her bag. Just then, her stomach growled.

Claire glanced at Ethan awkwardly.

She had rushed out in the morning and hadn't eaten breakfast. Ethan took her hand.

"Let's go eat."

Claire stiffened, staring at their clasped hands.

"What's wrong?" Ethan asked, turning his head.

Claire shook her head.

In her heart, she silently chanted: My idol is holding my hand!

My idol is holding my hand!

There were no food stalls near the Civil Affairs Bureau, so they walked two blocks before finding a small breakfast shop in an alley.

Inside, Ethan ordered two bowls of noodles and two pastries. After sitting down, he took out a tissue and wiped the table in front of Claire.

The small table wasn't very clean; a layer of oil stained the tissue black. He used two more tissues to wipe it again before cleaning the space in front of himself.

The shop owner called out that the noodles were ready and that customers should pick them up themselves.

The tiny shop only had one owner, and he was too busy to serve everyone. Ethan stood up and walked to the window to get the noodles .

Claire followed him, intending to carry hers. Ethan turned around."Sit down. I'll bring them!"

"They're too hot. You can't carry both by yourself", Claire said.

She had been independent since childhood and didn't like troubling others.

Her motto had always been: self-reliance is the key to success.

Ethan simply turned around, pushed her gently back to her

seat, and said firmly, "Sit properly."

Claire: ".."

She watched as the tall figure walked to the counter, holding a bowl of noodles in each hand.

Wow.

This guy really doted on his girlfriend.

Ah-no.

She should say wife now.

They had already received their marriage certificate.

Of course, the male lead's kindness toward his ex-girlfriend was only temporary. It was controlled by the plot.

Once he met the female lead, he would fall deeply in love with her, and the two of them would eventually live happily ever after.

But now that the original owner had been replaced by Claire, the plot had alreadv changed.

No one knew how things would develop when the male lead met the female lead again.

Would he still have to go through the painful journey of chasing her back?

"What are you thinking about?"

Ethan's voice pulled Claire back to reality. He tore open a pair of disposable chopsticks and handed them to her.

"Eat?"

"Thank you."

Ethan went to get the pastries. Claire noticed that Ethan's bowl of noodles had cilantro, while hers didn't.

She liked cilantro too.

So she got up and went to get some.

When Ethan turned around, he saw her scooping cilantro onto a small dish and looked puzzled.

Claire returned to her seat, poured the cilantro into her bowl of noodles, and sniffed happily.

Noodles tasted much better with cilantro.

"Don't you dislike cilantro?" Ethan asked. Claire froze with noodles halfway into her mouth.

The original owner didn't eat cilantro?

Her mind raced.

Then she remembered-it was true.

The original owner hated cilantro.

Oh no.

How was she supposed to explain this sudden change?

After thinking for a moment and failing to come up with a good excuse. She simply said, "I've never really tried cilantro before. I didn't know it tasted good. I tried it recently and found it pretty nice."

Whether Ethan believed it or not didn't really matter. After all, he would never imagine that the soul inside this body had been replaced.

Ethan suddenly remembered something his college roommate had once said: Women were fickle.

He decided not to dwell on it and continued eating his noodles.

Claire finished her noodles but didn't touch the pastries as she was already full.

Ethan ate both pastries himself. They walked out of the shop together.

Ethan said, "There's still some time. I'll help you carry your things."