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 father’s

having time, but

the St. Agnes’s charity event, but after my husband gave me

simple tea-time invitations to all kinds of social gatherings,

was not only the banquet but also

I finally built a castle with my haughty husband and made a

how holy the bell of the temple sounded, even the eyes

I have no idea why this

right. But, well, I was wondering if everyone

of this family, who dares to think it’s interference? If there’s such an insolent person,

the difference between

but it isn’t very

were all old and loyal, regardless of what they

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

just an act, I’d pretend I was doing

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

step by

soft as she lowered her eyes

had never been

“Oh…”

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

was a bitter look in her

wasn’t in a position to feel sorry for anyone, but I was also aware of how the combination of depression and the resulting eating disorders affected the minds of those around

previous life went through

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

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

concept

“Why did your mother……”

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

father do

I don’t know for sure… I was young at the time. It’s just my thought, but I think it’s because of my mother

on my forearm and a corner of my

had already turned into a being that he

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

weaving the wreath stopped and I

have

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

of a childhood friend.

entered the beautiful greenhouse garden with only

guest

rare for someone to visit me in this house, who was it? As soon as I looked up, puzzled, Ellenia opened her

the Duke sent them,

“What?”