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.

meeting hosted by my

not having

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

invitations to all kinds of social gatherings, I was almost at a

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

haughty husband and made a visit to the temple!

how holy the bell of the temple sounded, even the eyes of the archbishop, who usually seemed expressionless, looked

no idea why

I was wondering if everyone would feel uncomfortable if

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

don’t know the difference between these

you, but it isn’t

and loyal, regardless of what they did to me, the possibility of being kicked

kicking them out, instead of discussing this with Ellenia, the problem would have exploded in some

couldn’t stay still forever. Even if it’s just an act,

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

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

lowered her eyes and clenched her hands

few years. A year before my mother died….since my mother had never been in a sane state. Not only did

“Oh…”

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

bitter look in her ruby

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

life went

that only a few people knew about my shaken mind was similar to that of

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

a world without the concept of human rights or

“Why did your mother……”

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

father do something

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 of my chest

His mother, who had already turned into

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

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

worry. It must have been really hard

was. The 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 wouldn’t

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

entered the beautiful greenhouse garden with only two

a guest is

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

that the

“What?”