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.

hosted by my

of being busy or not having

attended so far were horse riding meetings and the St. Agnes’s

invitations to all kinds of social gatherings,

it was not only the banquet but also

a castle with my haughty husband and

the bell of the temple sounded, even the

have no idea why

wondering if everyone would feel uncomfortable if I

she lowered her head, clicking her tongue, “You’re the hostess of this family,

I don’t know the

you, but it

they

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

just an act, I’d pretend

be of any help. I don’t want to mess up the order that’s already been set

know step by step. You know, since I

lowered her

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 different from

“Oh…”

back then, the only people who knew her 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 insisted on pouring huge amounts of money into donations. If one day she was extremely

look in her

for anyone, but I was also aware

sister from my previous life went

my shaken mind was similar to that

had received help from modern medicine and understanding from

a world without the concept

“Why did your mother……”

about that. What made her so unhappy…..It’s because my mother died that my brother and father became

father do

I don’t know for sure… 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

got goosebumps on my forearm and a corner of my

already turned

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

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

worry. It must have been really hard for

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

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

the beautiful greenhouse garden with

guest is

As soon as

the Duke sent

“What?”