How to Get My Husband on My Side
Chapter 63
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 father’s group was more luxurious than
or not having time, but everyone knew that
activities that I’d attended so far were horse riding meetings and the St. Agnes’s charity event, but
kinds of social gatherings, I was almost at a
but also the fact that we were
finally built a castle with my haughty husband and made a visit to
even the eyes of the archbishop, who usually
I have no idea why this analogy
is right. But, well, I was wondering if everyone would feel uncomfortable if I
voice immediately cooled as she lowered her head, clicking her tongue, “You’re the hostess of this family, who dares to think it’s interference? If there’s such an insolent person, I’ll kick
know the difference between
but it isn’t
all old and loyal, regardless of what they did to
if I suddenly started kicking them out, instead of discussing this
it’s just an act, I’d pretend
don’t want to mess up the
by step. You know,
as she lowered
my mother died….since my mother had never been in a sane
“Oh…”
obsessed with her appearance, extravagant clothing, and she suddenly insisted on pouring huge amounts of money into donations. If
look
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
previous life went through a
a few people knew about my shaken mind was similar to that of my
although my family desperately hid it, I had received help from modern medicine and understanding from other people,
world without the concept of human rights or mental
“Why did your mother……”
about that. What made her so unhappy…..It’s because my mother died that my brother and father
father do
at the time. It’s just my thought, but I think it’s because of my mother
and a corner of my
already turned into a
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 out I told
a rare joking tone. My hand weaving the wreath stopped and I
worry. It must have been really
refused to attend the funeral at that time.
a childhood friend. It’s not too much to be special
entered the beautiful greenhouse garden with only
a guest is
in this house, who was it? As soon as
the
“What?”
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