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 was

being busy or not having time, but

horse riding meetings and the St. Agnes’s charity event, but

all kinds of social gatherings, I was almost

the banquet but

I finally built a castle with my haughty husband and made

bell of the temple sounded, even the eyes

have no idea why

wondering if everyone would feel uncomfortable if I

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

don’t know the

but it isn’t

what they did to me, the possibility of being kicked out was very

instead of discussing this with Ellenia, the problem

forever. Even if it’s just an act, I’d

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

you please. There’s nothing urgent. I’ll let you know step by step. You know, since I was a

grew soft as she lowered her eyes and clenched her

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 Ruby

“Oh…”

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 be staying in bed

bitter look

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

sister from my previous life went through a situation

only a few people knew about my shaken mind

medicine and understanding from other people, but depression was difficult to understand and define from the perspective of this

without the concept of human rights or

“Why did your mother……”

know about that. What made her so unhappy…..It’s because my

your father

thought, but I think it’s

on my forearm and a corner of

that’s possible. His mother, who had already turned

now, of course. This story is a secret. I’m sure

My hand weaving the wreath stopped and

worry. It must have been really

death and all… My brother refused to attend the funeral at that time.

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

beautiful greenhouse garden with only

a guest is

it? As soon as I looked up, puzzled, Ellenia opened her mouth first, “Who

that the Duke

“What?”