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.

a head group, the meeting hosted by my father’s group

having time, but everyone knew that they were

social activities that I’d attended so far were horse riding meetings and the St. Agnes’s charity event, but after my husband gave me a banquet, invitations flew from all over the

all kinds of social gatherings, I was

course, it was not only the banquet but also

I finally built a castle with my haughty husband and made a visit to the temple!

even the eyes of the archbishop, who usually

have no idea why this analogy

I was wondering if everyone would feel uncomfortable if

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

the difference between these

but it

and loyal, regardless of what they did

instead of discussing this with Ellenia, the problem

forever. Even if it’s just an act, I’d pretend I was doing my

you. I don’t think I’ll be of any help. I don’t want to mess up the order that’s

you know step by step. You know, since I was a

tone grew soft as she lowered her eyes

year before my mother died….since my mother had never been in a sane state. Not only did she have that habit, but she

“Oh…”

really weird. She was obsessed with her 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

look in her ruby

anyone, but I was also aware of how the combination of depression

sister from my previous life went through a situation

people knew about my shaken

from modern medicine and understanding from other people, but depression was difficult to understand

world without the concept of

“Why did your mother……”

made her so unhappy…..It’s because

father

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 ​​getting to meet my mother, who would be a

and a corner of

already turned into a being

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

My hand weaving the

worry. It must have been really hard for

My brother refused to attend the funeral at that time. If Frey

childhood friend. It’s not too much to be special since

beautiful greenhouse garden

guest

someone to visit me in this house, who was it? As soon as I looked

the

“What?”