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.

meeting hosted by my father’s

being busy or not having time, but everyone knew that they

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

to all kinds of social gatherings,

the banquet but also the fact

castle with my haughty

bell of the temple sounded, even the eyes of the archbishop,

no idea why this

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

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

I don’t know the

you, but it

regardless of what they did to me, the possibility

kicking them out, instead of discussing this with Ellenia, the problem would have exploded in

couldn’t stay still forever. Even if it’s just an act, I’d pretend I was doing

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

I’ll let you know step by step. You

grew soft as she lowered her eyes

it in the first few years. A year before my mother died….since my mother had never been in

“Oh…”

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 next day she

was a bitter look

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

previous life went through a situation

that only a few people knew about my shaken mind

my family desperately hid it, I had received help from modern medicine and understanding from other people, but depression was difficult to understand and define from the perspective of this

is a world without the concept of human rights

“Why did your mother……”

unhappy…..It’s because

father

thought, but I think it’s because of my

forearm and

mother, who had already turned into a being that

what it’s like now, of course. This story is a secret. I’m sure he’ll be furious if he finds out

My hand weaving the wreath stopped and I gave

It must have been really

and all… My brother refused to attend the funeral at that time. If Frey hadn’t managed to persuade her, he really wouldn’t

power of a childhood friend. It’s not too much to be special since they were together since they

greenhouse garden with

a guest is

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

the Duke sent them,

“What?”