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.

head group, the meeting hosted by my father’s group was more luxurious than the ones

not having time, but everyone knew

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

of social gatherings, I was

was not only the banquet but

haughty husband and made a visit

the bell of the temple sounded, even the eyes of the archbishop, who

I have no idea why this

right. But, well, I was wondering if everyone

this family, who dares to think it’s interference? If there’s such an insolent person, I’ll kick them

I don’t know the

you, but it

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

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

it’s just

I’ll be of any help. I don’t want to mess up the

There’s nothing urgent. I’ll let you know step by step. You

tone grew soft as she lowered her eyes and clenched her hands

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

“Oh…”

her appearance, extravagant clothing, and she suddenly insisted on pouring huge

look in her ruby

feel sorry for anyone, but I was also aware of how the combination of depression and the resulting eating disorders affected the

from my previous life

that only a few people knew about my shaken mind was similar to

hid it, I had received help from modern medicine and understanding from other

world without the concept

“Why did your mother……”

unhappy…..It’s because my mother died that my brother and father

father do something

but I think it’s because of my mother that my brother became a paladin. The

on my forearm and a

that’s possible. His mother, who had already turned into a being that he wouldn’t

This story is a secret. I’m sure he’ll be

weaving the wreath

must have

was. The cause of death and all… My brother refused to attend the funeral at that time. If

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

greenhouse garden with only

a guest is

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

that the Duke sent

“What?”