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.

group, the meeting hosted by my

having

St. Agnes’s charity event,

kinds of social gatherings,

the banquet but also the

I finally built a castle with my haughty husband

temple sounded, even the eyes of the archbishop, who

I have no idea why

I was wondering if everyone would

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

the difference between

it

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

out, instead of discussing

forever. Even if it’s just an

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

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

lowered her eyes and clenched

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

“Oh…”

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 energetic, the

was a bitter look

sorry for anyone, but I was also aware of how the combination of depression and

sister from my previous life went

my

and understanding from other people, but depression

a world without the concept of human rights

“Why did your mother……”

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

father do something

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 my mother, who would

got goosebumps on my forearm and a corner of

who had already

secret. I’m sure he’ll be furious if he finds out

My hand weaving the wreath

worry. It must have been really hard for

refused to attend the funeral at

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

greenhouse garden

guest is

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

that the Duke sent

“What?”