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.

new followers were photography

praises

man’s followers reached 100

officially a somewhat famous photographer

to collaborate with him. The price they offered was low, but at least he had

supermarket to buy instant noodles as he had been

young man spent all his time on photography instead of getting a proper job, so his parents refused to give

teared up. Words couldn’t express how thankful he was to have met Mr. and

They were his benefactors!

Lucas returned to

the kitchen

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

obediently like a little

was at her

music to his ears. Even when she was giving him orders,

was terrified if

air as her. It was so comfortable he felt

to take the apron from

had barely raised her hands when the man flung his

away when he drawled out sexily, “Don’t move. I’ll tie the apron for

apron and put