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 father’s group was more

made excuses of being busy or not having time, but everyone knew that they were

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

invitations to all kinds of social gatherings, I was

was not only the banquet but also the fact that we

haughty husband and

of the temple sounded, even the eyes of the archbishop, who usually seemed

have no idea why

if everyone

clicking her tongue, “You’re the hostess of this family, who dares to think it’s interference? If there’s such an insolent person, I’ll kick them out

the difference between

you, but it isn’t

were all old and loyal, regardless of what they did to me,

of discussing this with Ellenia, the problem would have exploded in

Even if it’s just an act, I’d

don’t think I’ll be of any help. I don’t want

nothing urgent. I’ll let you know step by step. You know, since I was a child, I’ve been doing the

tone grew soft as she lowered her eyes and clenched

A year before my mother died….since my mother had never been in a sane state. Not only did she

“Oh…”

I said 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

look in her

aware of how the combination of depression and the

previous life

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

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

a world without the concept of human rights or

“Why did your mother……”

made her so unhappy…..It’s because my mother died that

your father do

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

goosebumps on my forearm and a corner

who had already turned into a being that he wouldn’t

know what it’s like now, of course. This story is a secret.

tone. My hand weaving the wreath stopped

worry. It must have

cause of death and all… My brother refused to attend the funeral at that time. If Frey hadn’t managed to persuade

of a childhood friend. It’s not too much to

entered the beautiful greenhouse garden with only

guest

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

the Duke sent them,

“What?”