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.

by my father’s group was more luxurious than

busy or not having time, but everyone

were horse riding meetings and the St. Agnes’s charity event, but after my husband gave

of

was not only the banquet but also the

castle with my haughty husband and made

how holy the bell of the temple sounded, even the eyes of the

idea why this analogy

everyone would feel uncomfortable if I suddenly tried to

this family, who dares to think it’s interference? If there’s such an insolent person, I’ll kick them out

the difference

but it isn’t

servants of Omerta were all old and loyal, regardless of what they

kicking them out, instead of discussing this with

still forever. Even if it’s just an act, I’d pretend I was

you. I don’t think I’ll be of any help. I don’t want

by step. You know, since I was a

tone grew soft as she lowered her

my nanny did it in the first few years. A year before my mother died….since my mother had never been in a sane state. Not only did she have that habit, but she was different from Ruby

“Oh…”

habits were me and a few others, but everything else was really weird. She was obsessed with her appearance, extravagant

look in her ruby

sorry for her. I wasn’t in a position to feel sorry for anyone, but I was also aware of how the combination of depression and the resulting eating disorders affected the minds of those around

sister from my previous life went through

a few people knew about my shaken mind was similar

from other people, but depression was difficult to understand and define from the perspective

world without the concept of human rights or mental

“Why did your mother……”

know about that. What made her so unhappy…..It’s because my mother died that my brother and father became

father do

It’s just my thought, but I think it’s because of my

forearm and a corner of

His mother, who had already turned into a being that

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

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

have

refused to attend the funeral at that time. If Frey hadn’t managed to persuade her, he really wouldn’t have

pops up. That’s the power of a childhood friend. It’s not

beautiful greenhouse garden

a guest is

As soon as I looked up, puzzled, Ellenia opened her mouth first,

said that the Duke sent

“What?”