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

having time, but everyone

attended so far were horse riding meetings and the St. Agnes’s charity

invitations to all kinds of social

banquet but also the fact that

castle with my haughty husband and made a visit to the

even the eyes of the

no idea

is right. But, well, I was wondering if everyone would

her tongue, “You’re the hostess of this family, who dares to think it’s

know the

but it isn’t very

they did to me, the possibility of being kicked

suddenly started kicking them out, instead of discussing this with Ellenia, the

couldn’t stay still forever. Even if it’s just

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

by

grew soft as she lowered her eyes and clenched her hands

my mother had never been in a sane state. Not only did she have that habit,

“Oh…”

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

a bitter look

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

life

knew about my shaken mind was similar

although my family desperately hid it, I had received help from modern medicine and understanding from other people, but depression was

world without the concept of human rights

“Why did your mother……”

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

your father do something

know for sure… I 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

goosebumps on my forearm and a corner of my

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

now, of course. This story is a secret. I’m sure he’ll be furious

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

worry. It must have

refused to attend the funeral

power of a childhood friend.

greenhouse garden with only two

guest is

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

that the Duke sent them,

“What?”