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.

the meeting hosted by my

of being busy or not having time, but everyone knew that they

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

to all kinds of

but also the fact that we were

with my haughty husband and made a visit

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

I have no idea why this analogy was

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

don’t know the difference between

you, but it isn’t

old and loyal, regardless of what they did to me, the possibility of being kicked out was very

started kicking them out, instead of discussing this with Ellenia, the problem would have

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

any help. I don’t want to

step by step. You know, since I was a child, I’ve been

she lowered

my mother had never been in a sane state.

“Oh…”

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

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 situation

people knew about my shaken mind

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

world without the concept of human

“Why did your mother……”

I still don’t know about that. What made her so unhappy…..It’s because my mother died

your father

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 ​​getting to meet my

my forearm and a corner

already turned into a being that he wouldn’t even

secret. I’m sure he’ll be furious if he finds

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

have been

all… My brother refused to attend the funeral at

it’s going well, but suddenly Freya pops up. That’s the power of a childhood friend. It’s not too much to

beautiful greenhouse garden with only

a guest

visit me in this house, who was it? As soon as

the Duke

“What?”