How to Get My Husband on My Side

Bright sunlight poured through the circular glass walls, making the whole area sparkle.

Green grass, sweet-scented roses, lilacs, lilies, dahlia, rapeseed flowers, rudbeckia, petunia, and all sorts of other colorful flowers, statues with beautiful figures, and cool, peaceful sounds.

I felt like I was back in Romagna. At the same time, I realized that I was missing the nature and climate of the South, apart from my feelings for my family.

The golden sunlight and warm wind, siesta and sherbet, women with faded blonde hair, lace parasols, and men with tanned skin.

Maybe it was because it felt similar to where I lived in my previous life.

“We can go boating here.”

Ellenia, who followed me into the greenhouse garden, saw the magnificent waterfall from the fountain and said this calmly.

It was just like her, so I laughed.

“Ellen, you like lilies, don’t you? I’ll make you a wreath.”

“…Thank you.”

It was a vague answer, but it didn’t matter.

I wanted to see the brother and sister with a wreath on their head one day.

Ellenia sat on a rose-covered bench and looked around the surrounding landscape while I made a wreath out of lilies and other flowers. I couldn’t decide which looked more beautiful, the rose or Ellenia.

“This is a Southern garden. It may not be the same greenhouse from there, but is it similar?”

“It’s not exactly the same, but yes, pretty similar. Do you like it?”

“Yes, I think it’s wonderful. As you know, the style itself is different here.”

It must be different since this was a place where gnomes having fertility comparable to cockroaches, dug tunnels in the yard to make a living.

For this reason, the gardener who managed the greenhouse was from the temple vineyard.

Instead of wasting budget and manpower to make more improvements, they were going to focus on increasing security.

“By the way, there’s already quite a stack of invitations. It’s all for Ruby.”

“Oh.. Thank you.”

“As you know, you don’t have to answer each one. You have a lot of things to pay attention to, so I think it’s okay for you to start social activities after the festival season is over. You need to learn how to keep track of these things.”

Social activities were a must in Romagna.

Considering my status and position there, it was natural, and I hosted more frequently, rather than being invited.

a head group, the meeting hosted by my father’s group was more luxurious than the ones

being busy or not having time, but everyone knew that they were secretly

that I’d attended so far were horse riding meetings and the St. Agnes’s charity event, but after my husband gave me a banquet, invitations flew from

to all kinds of social gatherings, I

course, it was not only the banquet but also the fact that we

a castle with my haughty husband and made a

the temple sounded, even the eyes of the archbishop, who

I have no idea

wondering if everyone would feel uncomfortable if I suddenly tried

this family, who dares to think it’s interference? If there’s such an insolent person,

know the difference between

but it isn’t very

what they did to me, the possibility

them out, instead of discussing this

couldn’t stay still forever. Even if it’s just an act, I’d pretend I was doing

help. I don’t want to mess

I’ll let you know step by step. You know, since I was a child, I’ve been doing the

lowered her eyes and clenched her hands

it in the first few years. A year before my mother died….since my mother had never been

“Oh…”

who knew her eating habits were me and a few others, but everything else was really weird. She was obsessed with her appearance, extravagant clothing, and she suddenly insisted on pouring huge amounts of money into donations. If one day she was extremely energetic,

a bitter look

for her. I wasn’t in a position to feel sorry for anyone, but I was also aware of how the combination

from my previous life went through

knew about my

although my family desperately hid it, I had received help from modern medicine and understanding from other people,

without the concept

“Why did your mother……”

don’t know about that. What made her so unhappy…..It’s

your father do

time. It’s just my thought, but I think it’s because of my mother that my brother became a paladin. The naive idea of

on my forearm and a corner of my chest

who had already turned into a being that he

don’t know what it’s like now, of course. This story is a secret. I’m sure he’ll be

rare joking tone. My hand weaving the wreath stopped and

must have been

My brother refused to attend the funeral at

well, but suddenly Freya pops up. That’s the power of a childhood friend. It’s not too much to be special since

the beautiful greenhouse garden with only

a guest is

was rare for someone to visit me in this house, who was it? As soon as I looked up, puzzled, Ellenia opened her mouth first, “Who is

the

“What?”