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.

the meeting hosted by my father’s group was more

not having

the social activities that I’d attended so far were horse riding meetings and the St. Agnes’s charity event, but after my husband gave

tea-time invitations to all kinds of social gatherings, I was

was not only the banquet but also the fact that

a castle with my haughty husband and made a visit to

of the temple sounded, even

idea why this analogy

But, well, I was wondering if everyone would feel uncomfortable

“You’re the hostess of this family, who dares to think it’s interference? If there’s

don’t know the difference between

but it isn’t very

servants of Omerta were all old and loyal, regardless of what they did to me, the possibility of being kicked out was very

out, instead of discussing this with Ellenia, the problem would have exploded

if it’s just an act,

I’ll be of any help. I don’t want to

you please. There’s nothing urgent. I’ll let you know step by step. You know, since I was a child, I’ve

she lowered her eyes and clenched her hands

years. A year before my mother died….since my mother had never been in a sane state. Not only did she have that habit,

“Oh…”

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, the next day she would be staying in bed

look in

for anyone, but I was also aware of how the combination of depression and the resulting eating disorders affected the minds of

life

about my shaken mind was similar to that of

desperately hid it, I had received help from modern medicine and understanding from other people, but depression was difficult to understand and define from the perspective of this

world without the concept

“Why did your mother……”

unhappy…..It’s because my mother died that my brother and father

your father do something

at the 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 ​​getting to meet

got goosebumps on my forearm and a corner of

mother, who had already turned into a being that

know what it’s like now, of course. This story is a secret. I’m sure he’ll be furious if he

joking tone. My hand weaving the wreath stopped and I gave her

must have been really hard for

death and all… My brother refused to attend the funeral at that time. If Frey hadn’t managed to persuade her, he really wouldn’t have

of a childhood friend. It’s not too much to be special

beautiful greenhouse garden with only

guest is

was it? As soon

said that the Duke

“What?”