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.

my

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

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

invitations to all kinds of social

not only the banquet but also the fact

finally built a castle with my haughty husband and made a visit

the bell of the temple sounded, even the

I have no idea why this

wondering if everyone would feel uncomfortable if I suddenly tried

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

know the difference between these

it isn’t

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

of discussing this with Ellenia, the problem would have

it’s just an

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

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

soft as she lowered her

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

“Oh…”

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 her

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 me, including

life went

my shaken mind was similar

hid it, I had received help from modern medicine and understanding from other people, but depression was

the concept of human rights

“Why did your mother……”

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

your father do something

the time. It’s just my thought, but I think

on my forearm and

already turned into

a secret.

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

must have

to attend the funeral at that time. If Frey hadn’t managed to

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

beautiful greenhouse garden with only

guest

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

that the Duke sent them,

“What?”