With no other choice, they had to hire hourly cleaners for basic maintenance.
That left them without anyone to cook.
Someone as 'privileged' as Mia was obviously never going to step foot in a kitchen.
Aaron knew how to cook, but as a doctor, he was highly protective of his hands.
Furthermore, he always believed that a man of his stature shouldn't be slaving over a stove. Doing it once or twice was fine, but if he had to cook every single day, what would that make him? A servant?
"Forget it, forget it."
Having vented her frustrations, Mia felt a bit better.
She waved her hand dismissively. "We'll eat here. Let's just finish quickly and go back. I'm dead tired."
Aaron pulled himself from his thoughts and handed her a plastic fork with a strained, artificial smile. "Okay."
Mia eyed it with pure disdain, but ultimately snatched it from him.
The street food vendor gradually brought out the dishes they had ordered.
Finally, he brought out a steaming bowl of incredibly aromatic bone broth.
"Did you order this?"
Mia glanced at the bone broth.
The broth was a rich, milky white, making it obvious at a glance that it had been simmered to perfection.
Even though Mia was used to fine dining, after partying all night, her ravenous hunger made everything look absolutely mouthwatering.
She couldn't wait to grab a bowl and scoop out some broth, muttering to herself, "I didn't expect this street vendor to actually have some culinary skills."
Aaron frowned at the soup.
"I didn't order this."
Who would order a whole pot of soup in the middle of the night?
Aaron rolled his eyes internally.
Mia was the heiress of the Hayes family, yet she still expected him to pay for the meal? How was that fair?
"Mia..."
Seeing Aaron's reluctant expression, Mia let out a cold scoff. "Why don't you just die of stinginess?"
"You're the one who wanted to eat street food. How much could this garbage possibly cost? Would it kill you to pay? Are you seriously trying to be a complete deadbeat leech?"
She didn't lower her voice at all. There were still a few other tables occupied at the stall, and hearing her outburst, everyone turned to look at Aaron.
Aaron felt utterly humiliated. He lowered his eyes, avoiding the judgment of the onlookers, and pulled out his wallet to pay.
Mia flashed a triumphant smirk and was about to say something else when her face suddenly turned pale. She bent over and violently vomited everything she had just eaten.
A look of disgust crossed Aaron's face. He quickly took a step back, but then a thought struck him. He grabbed the stall owner by the collar and hauled him over. "Your food is filthy! Are you selling dead rat meat? I knew you shady vendors had zero conscience!"
"If anything happens to my girlfriend today, I'm going to make you pay!"

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