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 father’s group was more luxurious

of being busy or not having time, but everyone

horse riding meetings and the St. Agnes’s charity event, but after my husband gave me a banquet, invitations flew from all over the

of social

only the banquet but also the fact

a castle with my haughty

sounded, even the eyes of the archbishop,

I have no idea why

if everyone would

as she lowered her head, clicking her tongue, “You’re the hostess of this family, who dares to think

don’t know the difference between these

but it isn’t very

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

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

still forever. Even if it’s just an act,

I’ll be of any help. I don’t want to

step by step. You know, since I was

soft as she lowered her eyes and clenched

did it 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 different from

“Oh…”

else was really weird. She was obsessed with her appearance, extravagant clothing, and she suddenly insisted on pouring

look in her

position to feel sorry for anyone, but I was also aware

previous life went

a few people knew about my

had received help from modern medicine and understanding from other people, but

world without the concept of

“Why did your mother……”

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

father do something

I don’t know for sure… I was young at the time. It’s just my thought, but I think it’s because

on my forearm and a corner of my

His mother, who had already

now, of course. This story is a secret. I’m sure he’ll be furious if he finds out I told Ruby

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

worry. It must have been really hard

brother refused to attend the funeral at that time. If Frey hadn’t managed to persuade her, he really wouldn’t

friend. It’s not

greenhouse garden

guest

was it? As soon as I looked up, puzzled, Ellenia opened her mouth

the Duke sent

“What?”