Love Across the Light Years -The Devil CEO Indulges My Lies.-Chapter 49: The possibility strangely satisfied him.

Morning came as the darkness of night slowly faded beyond the horizon.

The Warren Brothers, Asher and Ford, hadn’t moved an inch away from the corridor.

For the entire night, they had remained outside the suite —taking turns to pace back and forth.

The corridor that had felt anxious once, now felt heavy with fatigue.

Jasper stood near the wall, his jacket long discarded over the couch nearby, his sleeves rolled up.

Felix also leaned back against the opposite wall, arms folded, occasionally rubbing the bridge of his nose as if fighting off exhaustion.

Asher had long since stopped pacing and now sat quietly on a nearby chair.

Karl had tried to stay awake, but eventually he dozed off.

He only woke when his head suddenly dropped forward onto nothing. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Blinking groggily, he looked around. His neck ached from sleeping upright. When his eyes finally focused, he noticed Jasper standing in the corner where he had last seen him horse ago.

"What time is it?" Karl asked, his voice thick with sleep.

Jasper merely glanced at him, lips pressed into a thin line.

"Wake up," Felix said tiredly. "It’s morning already."

"Morning?"

The word hit Karl like a lap.

He quickly rubbed his eyes and pushed himself to his feet. Turning toward the suite door, he pointed at it in disbelief.

"Has she still not come out?"

No one answered.

The silence made him shift uneasily.

"What are you guys even doing?" he demanded, staring at them. "She ... she has been inside the whole night, probably assaulting our brother, and all you are doing is standing here waiting."

Jasper slipped his hand into his pockets of his dress pants and stared at him as though he had just said something ridiculous.

Even Felix frowned slightly.

Karl noticed their expression, and the creases between his brows deepened.

"What?" he said defensively. "Why are you still looking at me like that? Now, don’t again go on the same loop of blaming me. Even if I did something outrageous, I had everything arranged. Brother wouldn’t have gotten hurt."

"Karl," Felix interrupted firmly. "Stop blaming that woman. If anyone is being wronged here, it’s her. We owe her."

Jasper didn’t say anything, but silently agreed.

Guilt tugged faintly at him, though he refused to dwell on it. To him, his brother always stands as the priority.

"She is getting wronged?" Karl scoffed, eyes widening in disbelief. "We have never asked her to come here. It was her own choice. And above all, even without her, we would’ve managed. We —"

"How?" Jasper cut in calmly.

Karl turned to him.

Jasper raised a brow and repeated the question.

"How exactly would you have managed?"

"I —"

Karl almost said Melissa’s name, but the words died in his throat when he noticed the way Jasper’s gaze sharpened. Melissa hadn’t shown up at all. Nor had she called.

"I ..."

"Just accept it already," Jasper said coldly. "The plan you made was a complete disaster. If not for the woman inside the suite, you would have lost your life by now."

His gaze turned sharp.

"Because if anything had happened to Brother ... I would have killed you with my own hands. Without thinking twice."

Karl swallowed as his throat suddenly turned dry.

He didn’t dare argue.

Lowering his head like a scolded child, he stepped aside and remained silent.

But as he stood there replaying everything in his mind, a new confusion crept into his thoughts.

He lifted his gaze and stared at the suite door again.

"Why hasn’t the Old Demon acted up this time?" he muttered, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "Isn’t he allergic to women who try to get close to him?"

He frowned.

"Shouldn’t he have thrown her out the moment she stepped inside?"

Karl clearly remembered the ferocious roar he had heard the night before.

How had that woman even endured it?

Thinking for a moment, he finally realized a possibility.

"She must have been scared to death and curled up in some corner," he muttered to himself. "Probably hiding in fear. Severs her right. Who asked her to jinx my plan?"

The possibility strangely satisfied him.

Suddenly, all the scoldings he received didn’t hurt anymore.

When Ford heard his quiet murmuring, he couldn’t help shaking his head inwardly.

Others might not know the truth.

But he did.

The scenario inside must be a complete contrast to what anyone could even imagine.

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At the same time, inside the suite —

The space was no longer shrouded in darkness.

With the brightness of daylight seeping through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the luxury of the room finally became visible.

Yet the scene was far from pristine.

Shards of broken ceramic were scattered across the marble floor.

A decorative lamp had been knocked over, its shade torn apart.

A chair lay tipped to one side at the far corner, and the glass table before it bore a long crack across its surface.

They were all the clear evidence of the chaos that had unfolded the previous night.

Yet despite the destruction, a strange calm lingered in the air.

It felt as though the storm had already passed, leaving behind nothing but a quiet serenity.

Beyond the living area, the bedroom door remained slightly ajar.

Inside which, the air was quieter.

Soft morning light filtered through the curtains, spreading gently across the wide bed.

Adelyn lay on it, sleeping peacefully.

She didn’t stir until the warm glow of the sun touched her skin.

Her brows knitted together as her consciousness slowly seemed to return.

For a moment, she didn’t move.

Her mind felt hazy, as though wrapped in thick fog.

Slowly, she opened her eyes.

The brightness of the morning made her squint her eyes slightly as she stared blankly at the ceiling.

But then —

The unfamiliarity struck her.

Her brows furrowed deeply, and she almost scrambled upright from the soft blanket she had been wrapped in.

Her gaze darted around the room in confusion.

This ...

Where was she?

What place was this?

She tried to think again, but her memory refused to cooperate, leaving only scattered fragments of the previous night ... that too were very vague.

Did she ...?