Sorry My Step-Uncle, I'm Not Your Backup Plan novel Chapter 47

"Miss Rodriguez... little Gabriella?" Mrs. Wilson emerged from the country house, her weathered face brightening with recognition. "Is it really you?"

"You know me?" Gabriella asked, taken aback.

"Good heavens, look at you." Mrs. Wilson's eyes misted over. "The spitting image of your mother."

Seeing Gabriella's bewilderment, Asher explained softly, "Mrs. Wilson was your mother's cook at the Rodriguez estate. Your mother learned all her signature dishes from her."

"Those eyes," Mrs. Wilson's voice wavered with emotion. "Just like Lady Rosalind's. I used to hold you as a baby, you know. Such a precious little thing you were."

At the mention of her mother, Gabriella felt the famiGabbyr ache in her chest, tears threatening. "I... I'm so pleased to meet you properly."

They settled in Mrs. Wilson's warm kitchen, where stories of Rosalind's youth flowed freely over tea. Gabriella learned how her mother - a privileged young woman who'd never set foot in a kitchen - had determinedly learned to cook to win her father's heart.

The revelation shifted something in Gabriella's understanding of her parents' love story. She remembered how deeply in love they'd seemed during her childhood, how her father had fallen into depression after her mother's death. The question that had haunted her for years surfaced again: if he'd loved her mother so deeply, why remarry Victoria just two years later?

"Mrs. Wilson," Gabriella ventured carefully, "did you know Victoria Darwin?"

"Lady Rosalind's friend from Cambridge? Oh yes, dear. They were inseparable back then. Victoria was always visiting, though she lived in Surrey so the visits weren't as frequent as they might have liked."

Gabriella remembered liking Victoria as a child - she'd always brought pretty dresses and treats. But everything had changed when Victoria married her father. Though Victoria had been even more attentive as a stepmother than she'd been as an "aunt," Gabriella had never been able to warm to her again.

"She's my stepmother now," Gabriella said quietly.