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What Is a Moon Without a Star?

On her wedding day, Fiona Starr’s life takes a dark turn when her husband’s friend commits suicide. Three years later, Mark Zimmer reveals his true nature by brutally torturing Fiona’s father and subjecting the pregnant Fiona to the same agony. After dying in a rat-infested basement, Fiona miraculously wakes up the day before her marriage. In this life, she is determined to reject the Starr family's live-in son-in-law and change her fate.
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Chapter 4

Fiona then snapped, " Let go of me!"

Mark released her, but she was left staring at her reddened wrist that felt so numb it was as if it wasn't hers.

At the same time, Mark growled coolly above her, "It was your college friend who took that photo… how many times does this make it? Are you so jealous that you can't even stand a female around me?!

"I told you—if you want me to marry you, leave me alone for two months, or dream on!"

With that, he heard Sue sobbing outside and promptly knocked Fiona out of the way, storming out without looking behind.

Fiona was wearing high heels and sprained her leg, and she turned to see the door opening.

Sue crouched in a corner and sobbed loudly while three men were hovering around her, comforting her.

The men were Noris, Boris, and Yannick, whose education and lifestyles were sponsored by her father.

But as soon as they saw Fiona, they immediately surrounded Sue protectively, leaving Fiona smirking in wry amusement at how they didn't hesitate to take Sue's side.

Considering how Mark quickly took control over everything, the trio must have helped a lot.

As the stalemate lasted for a while, Yannick strode up to make peace. "She's like a sister to us. Mark knows how hard life has been for her, so he bent the rules to get her a job here. Blame me if you want, but don't get upset with Mark."

"Sister?" Fiona smirked, refusing to play along. "Is Mark really that understanding?"

She started to leave but felt her swollen wrist being grabbed again.

She gasped in pain, and Mark eased his grip but still held on to her. "You haven't apologized."

Fiona felt her heart grow cold, but she ignored her pain and shook him off with full strength.

Straightening herself, she glared at everyone as she snapped, "Why should I apologize?! I never did a thing!"

Sue quickly whispered, "I-It's alright, Mark."

And with that, Fiona left unbothered this time, with Mark's eyes still glued to her.

When she was out of sight, Noris couldn't help snorting, "What is her problem? Woke up on the wrong side of bed? She's never snapped at Mark like that before!"

"Probably just some new tactic she read somewhere to get Mark's attention," Boris chuckled, walking up and clapping Mark on the shoulder. "Watch out. Don't fall for it now!"

Mark nodded in understanding, as he was puzzled for a moment too.

As he walked up and wrapped his arms around Sue's waist, Noris, Boris, and Yannick all tactfully left.

"Do you really have to marry her?" she asked, still sobbing.

It broke Mark's heart to see that, but he sighed. "I have no choice.

Fiona loved him, and he owed the Starr family and had to work for them for the rest of his life.

Sue sobbed even louder right then, as she refused to accept it—how could her beloved man marry someone else?!

"You don't even love her!" she wailed. "You're just hurting yourself being with her! They don't get to do anything they like just because they're rich!"

Mark never answered and quietly held her tighter as he kissed her hair. "Just wait for me!"

Neither of them noticed that Fiona was hidden in a corner, recording everything and sneering as she turned off the screen.

It went without saying what Mark was waiting for, but she refused to let him win in this life!

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