My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 353

His tweet immediately caused an uproar.

One reply read: Which supermarket is this? Wow, Mr. Nolan is so down to earth!

Another read: They bought so many ingredients. Is Mrs. Nolan going to cook? Oh dear! I think I’ve just discovered a secret. The wealthy Mrs. Nolan cooks her own meals and never relied on her servants! I envy Mr. Nolan so much!

One netizen expressed his jealousy: Damn it, I’m so jealous. Mr. Nolan is so lucky to get such a pretty and caring wife.

Another was quick to guess: What is Mrs. Nolan cooking? Steak with roasted carrots? Spiced eggplant quinoa salad?

Someone replied the above comment: Stop being funny. She also bought some leafy greens!

This young man who was a social media addict wasn’t popular at all on Twitter.

But because he had posted this photo, his followers increased at an alarming speed.

He was so excited he even thought of becoming an influencer.

The young man was a photographer, albeit one without many skills. He could take better photos than other people, but he wasn’t that skilled and well-known in the photography industry.

But since he had gained so many followers now, of course he had to show off his skills.

He instantly posted photos which he had taken previously.

some of his new followers

praises and retweeted

the young man’s followers reached

was now officially a somewhat

elated as he scrolled through the DMs he received from various advertisers asking to collaborate with him. The price they offered was

he was at the supermarket to buy instant noodles as he had been jobless for a

on photography instead of getting a proper job, so his parents refused to

teared up. Words couldn’t express how thankful he

They were his benefactors!

Lucas returned

in the kitchen and retreated

followed Ashlyn into the kitchen. She took a look at his suit and arched her brows. “Change your clothes. Also, bring me my

complied with her orders obediently

at her

music to his ears. Even when she was giving

terrified if she

as her and breathing in the same air as her. It was so comfortable he felt like the rain had

take the apron

barely raised her hands when the man flung his arms around her and

was about to shove him away when he drawled out sexily, “Don’t move. I’ll

the apron and put