L frowned as she clicked on the post. The first post had over 500 thousand likes, with the cover showing Dorian kneeling in the main hall of Mount Shasta, praying for a rtionship, and holding a destiny bracelet.


    The video showed reporters stopping him when he went to Mount Shasta. It then followed his journey to the wishing tree, where he tearfully held a talisman and ultimately asked for a new destiny bracelet.


    The editor was very skilled. In less than two minutes, the video portrayed Dorian as a deeply affectionate man who hoped to win his ex-girlfriend back.


    Thements kept pouring in. "Boohoo... His eyes are red, and he looks so pitiful! I feel so sorry for him!"


    "L, how could you bear to let him suffer like this?"


    "Dorian is so loving; it''s no wonder I''ve been his fan for three years!"


    "I''ve been a fan for five years. I always thought he treated his agent really well, but I never realized how deeply he loved her!"


    "A true love warrior! Tonight, we mourn for Dorian''s broken heart!"


    "How could L let a man like him go? As a passing fan, I''m already thinking of bing a true fan because of how affectionate he is!"


    "Right now, I wish I could be L! Why isn''t it me he''s loving like that?"


    L''s brows furrowed, and she felt physically ufortable reading these. They only saw Dorian begging her to take him back, but they didn''t consider why she left in the first ce if he truly loved her that much.


    She nced at his ount-he had gained several hundred thousand new followers in just half a day.


    The #DorianSoDevoted hashtag rapidly gained traction and was on track to surpass the one about his award.


    In his room, Dorian was slouched on the sofa, a half-empty bottle of alcohol on the table. He stared up at the ceiling, clearly intoxicated. After seeing L and Teddy chatting andughing together, he felt a burning urge to rush over and separate them.


    A nobody like Teddy had the audacity to act so confidently in front of him? After


    the shoot, he rushed to L''s room, only to find that she had switched rooms. That damned hotel receptionist dared not tell him her new room number.


    His hand gripped the wine ss tightly as though he wanted to crush it.


    "L, why can''t you just be obedient?" he thought.


    As soon as Zara walked in, the alcohol stench made her wrinkle her nose. She walked over, her expression softening, but her tone was clearly upset.


    "Dorian, you sent me away to please L, but look at what happened. She still rejected you, didn''t she?"


    He didn''t even nce at her, continuing to drink in silence.


    "When will you snap out of it? Is it worth it to ruin your career for her?" she asked, her face concerned.


    He nced at her sideways, muttering, "If only she were as obedient as you." Zara froze for a moment, a subtle pause in her expression.


    After a while, she replied, "Dorian, you just won an international award. Fans praise you for being so affectionate, and your poprity is only rising.


    "Famous directors and endorsements are sure toe your way. This is the perfect time to bounce back and focus on your career. Once you''re on top, L will only be able to look up to you, right?"


    Dorian raised his hand to shield his eyes from the harsh light, his voice indifferent as he said, "She''s immune to all this. It''s useless."


    "That''s because you''re not using the right methods. Right now, she''s an assistant director and probably feels pretty aplished. She thinks she can make it alone without you, forgetting that her position is thanks to Mr. Foster and not her own talent!"


    She coaxed him gently. "Mr. Foster has retired. L has no one in the industry to back her up. If you just get someone to teach her a lesson, she''lle crawling back to you for help."


    He frowned. He had promised L he would treat her well, but Zara''s words made him hesitate for a moment.


    After a pause, he finally said, "Zara, don''t say such things anymore!" Even though he was drunk, his words felt more resolute than when he was sober.


    She bit her lip, lowering her eyes to hide the venom in them. "Dorian, I know I shouldn''t say this, but if you don''t make L suffer a little, she''ll never realize how much you care about her. How could she evere back to you?"


    He clenched the ss in his hand. After a moment, he replied, "I''m not mad at


    you, but I need to think this through. You can go back now."


    As Zara had predicted, several famous directors and endorsement deals reached out to Dorian over the next few days.