When His Perfect Mask Shattered I Awoke (Anneliese) novel Chapter 741

Martha followed up with a smile, clearly encouraged. "Anneliese, since you're fond of children, you and Jonathan should think about one soon. Your grandparents have been hoping for great-grandkids for years. They'd be overjoyed. And your mother-in-law still has so many heirlooms tucked away. Jonathan's her only son—who else would inherit them if not you?"

Elizabeth raised her cup and drank slowly, her gaze steady. She waited, confident that Anneliese would eventually respond with gratitude.

Once that gratitude was given, it would mean the past had been quietly laid to rest.

And as her mother-in-law, Elizabeth knew that asking Anneliese to say a few conciliatory words to Jonathan afterward would be easy enough.

Compared to social approval, a few sentences cost nothing.

However, Anneliese's expression did not change. Her tone stayed mild as she replied, "We don't plan on having children for the time being."

The warmth in the room collapsed instantly.

Elizabeth's fingers tightened around the cup, the porcelain nearly cracking. Ellie shifted restlessly in Anneliese's arms, clearly unsettled by the sudden tension.

The child was fragile—emotionally and physically. This atmosphere was the last thing she needed.

Anneliese no longer bothered to spare Elizabeth's dignity.

She rose with Ellie held securely and said evenly, "Sorry, she's getting restless. If she cries, it'll ruin the visit for both you and Aunt Martha. I'll take her back."

Seeing her actually prepare to leave hit Elizabeth like a public slap.

Her connection with Martha was never close. If not for the painting she'd offered—an item her family urgently needed as leverage—Martha would never have come to smooth things over.

If this scene got out, Elizabeth could already imagine the whispers. She would be laughed out of her usual circles.

Her temper snapped.

She slammed her hand on the table and stood. "Anneliese. Stop."

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