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

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

so far were horse riding meetings and the St. Agnes’s

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

not only the banquet but also

haughty husband and

bell of the temple sounded, even the eyes of

idea

But, well, I was wondering if everyone would

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

know the difference

it isn’t very

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

discussing this with Ellenia, the problem would have exploded in some

if it’s just an act, I’d

I don’t want to mess up the order that’s already been set

know step by

lowered her eyes

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

“Oh…”

her appearance, extravagant clothing, and she suddenly insisted on pouring huge amounts of money into donations. If one day she was extremely energetic, the

a bitter look in her ruby

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

previous life went through

few people knew about my shaken mind was similar

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

a world without the concept

“Why did your mother……”

her so unhappy…..It’s because my mother died that

father do something

for sure… I was young 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

my forearm and a corner

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

joking tone. My hand weaving

worry. It must have

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

Freya pops up. That’s the power of a childhood friend. It’s not too much to be special since they were together since they

greenhouse garden with only two

guest

to visit me in this house, who was it? As soon as I looked up, puzzled, Ellenia opened her

said that the Duke sent

“What?”