บททั้งหมดของ No More Strategy, Only Love: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 9

As I was wheeled out of the basement, I caught sight of Vincent Carson carefully braiding Irene Yatez's hair. My useless son stood off to the side, clapping his little hands with glee."Irene, you're so beautiful! Dad, when are you going to marry her?"Vincent shared a warm smile with Irene, who bashfully lowered her head. The creak of my wheelchair cut through the serene moment.Vincent looked at me indifferently. "Three years ago, you sabotaged Irene's chance to win that award. Do you regret it now?"I raised my eyes briefly to meet his. After three years of being imprisoned in a basement, I was already extremely disappointed with him.Silence hung between us as I looked away, focusing on my legs. Irene's voice, syrupy and soft, broke the quiet. "Vincent, are you still upset with me?"During the finals, she took my manuscript. I was so frightened that I went to the media. I could never have foreseen my fans reacting so wildly…"'Fans? She has the nerve to call them fans, huh?'

By the time the Carson Corporation went public, Irene's family had already gone bankrupt. Vincent finally got his first love.Turned out that it wasn't that he didn't love her; rather, he felt he had nothing to offer back then, so he dared not love her.At that time, I was eight months pregnant when I rushed to the bathroom, vomiting until the room spun around me.That night, I went into early labor.When I awoke, Irene was cradling my newborn son, Frank, a smug smile playing on her lips. "Vincent said I should take care of the baby for now!" she declared triumphantly.For Frank's sake, I couldn't leave. I begged her over and over again to give my child back to me.Instead, she had me locked in the hospital and sedated for six months.During that time, she comfortably settled into my home, assuming the role of Vincent's wife.Later, many of my screenplay drafts were posted online under her name. She had stolen my account, and overnight, she became a celebrated genius screenwr

The system had informed me that Vincent had been locked in the basement for days. I cautiously walked in and overheard a woman's anguished moans.It was Irene.I navigated the cold, damp walls until I found him. There stood Vincent, close to her, clutching a small knife. His expression was dark and manic."You told me," he snarled, his voice low and trembling, "that if I buried my love for Kels, she would stay with me. So, I did it. "I forced myself to love you, Irene. And yet… why did she still leave me?"Irene was tortured to the point that she was almost breathless. "You deserve this, Vincent!" she spat weakly, her words laced with bitterness. "Did you really love me? Take a look at the heart beating in my chest. It's Kelsey's! You deceived me! You swapped out her heart and put it inside me! This heart won't last through the month, will it?""So what? Are you worthy of her? If it weren't for your tricks, she would still be alive! You're the one who killed her!" he shouted

After Irene returned to the country, she sought me out in the basement. At that time, Wesley was already preparing to film 'The Killer 2'. Irene threatened me with Frank in exchange for the manuscript. I was extremely reluctant to do so. However, under her coercion, I was forced to write the script for 'The Killer 2' in the end. When I got back, I added more details and sent it to Wesley. Vincent was a ticking time bomb. Hence, the most effective solution was to orchestrate his demise. 'You only have seven days left!' the system said hastily. That was why I didn't dare to love Frank. Engaging in this narrative meant using my own life as a bargaining chip to ensure the demise of the story's protagonist. Frank inherited the Carson Corporation, but he was still too young. Thus, I temporarily placed the company under the Reinz Film Studio. After Frank turned 18, he would take over the company officially. Also, I changed both Mille and Frank's names. Now, they shared t

Kelsey indeed provoked Irene. She fainted to test my true feelings. I had already contacted the hospital since Kelsey's body wouldn't last through the month. At that moment, Frank thought I was going to harm her and wanted to send her away again. I considered Frank naive. After all, Kelsey was my everything!When Kelsey was first taken to the basement, Frank stayed up all night. I told him that Kelsey had gone to a faraway place and needed to please Irene to get her back. Frank was compliant.Every interaction with Irene was an act of appeasement on his part, much to her delight. The day before Kelsey emerged, I feared Frank might reveal the truth. I reminded him sternly to keep pleasing Irene, or we might lose Kelsey forever.Frank performed well. However, I found myself unable to meet Kelsey's gaze. On the drive, Kelsey asked if I intended to kill her. Her question shocked me. How could she think that? She was the one I would protect with my life!Yet, I couldn't