My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious Chapter 2 Sister, do you know what’s in this soup?

Su Jin regained consciousness remarkably swiftly. Her eyes remained shut, catching a glimpse of him standing by the window, not daring to flutter open. However... since what point had she been addressed as Mrs. Lu?

She distinctly recalled her own name was Su Jin!

She vividly remembered being involved in a car accident before her life ended. Upon awakening, her supposed younger sister, Su Moli, was seated by her bedside, tenderly feeding her a bowl of aromatic soup, spoonful by spoonful.

Noticing her eyes opening, Su Moli offered a gentle smile, exuding profound concern. "My dearest sister, you are finally awake?"

As these words were spoken, she visibly swelled her chest with pride, her face alight with smug satisfaction. The opulent jewelry adorning her neck shimmered with exceptional brilliance,

a piece that Chu Yunhao had originally presented to Su Jin as a gift!

"Where did you acquire that necklace? I believed I had placed it..."

"In the drawer?"

Su Moli let out a hearty laugh, her crimson-painted nails covering her mouth as she appeared immensely pleased, resembling a victorious rooster puffing out its chest in triumph.

"Not only this necklace, but your man is mine now as well. Sister, do you have any inkling as to why you were involved in that car accident? You have already signed the equity transfer agreement. The Su Group is now entirely under my brother-in-law's dominion. Do you genuinely believe he still desires you? He is so repulsed by your presence that he cannot even bear to look at you!"

With gleeful laughter, she leaned in close to Su Jin's ear, her voice laden with pride, deep-seated resentment, and palpable jealousy, articulating each word deliberately.

Upon hearing this revelation, Su Jin stared at her sister in utter disbelief and bellowed in anguish, "No, that's impossible! You're fabricating this, you are most certainly lying to me! Bring Chu Yunhao here at once, I demand to question him directly! I am still carrying his child—he would never inflict such betrayal upon me!"

Su Moli erupted into laughter, her amusement so intense that she swayed like a blossoming flower, as if she had just stumbled upon the most comical jest imaginable.

Cruelly licking the corner of her lips, her eyes flashed with malevolence as she held the bowl of fragrant soup. With an elegant flourish, she stirred it with the spoon, a smile gracing her lips with an air of disarming innocence:

"Ah, yes, the child. Alas, my dear sister, you possess truly terrible luck. In this lifetime, the thing you yearned for most was a child. Yet, after enduring numerous miscarriages, you finally conceived, only to suffer another loss. It has been four months—the fetus was fully formed. What a profound tragedy."

As she uttered these words, she abruptly gestured towards the bowl of soup, her smile widening into an uncontrollable grin. "You know, I've heard that soup prepared from a miscarried fetus is exceptionally nourishing. They say a unique bond forms between mother and child. I am genuinely curious—how do you suppose he might feel, being consumed by his own mother?"

The instant these words reached Su Jin's ears, her stomach convulsed violently, and she retched, expelling everything from within. Her gaze remained fixed on the bowl of soup, her entire frame quivering uncontrollably.

That was her child—her very own child! How could such a heinous act have transpired? How could this malevolent woman have committed such a monstrosity!

"Su Moli! I will see you dead! I swear I will kill you!"

Su Jin collapsed immediately, screaming hysterically and launching herself at Su Moli like a lioness in a fit of madness. However, her legs were broken; she was utterly incapable of movement.

Eluding the frenzied woman with a flicker of apprehension, Su Moli's contorted smile grew even colder and more ghastly. Witnessing Su Jin's pitiable state was, without a doubt, the most joyous moment of her entire existence!

"My dear sister, do you perhaps believe that merely being Brother Yun Hao's wife grants you his true love? A grave error! Utterly mistaken! Allow me to enlighten you: from the very beginning until this very moment, the sole individual Brother Yun Hao has ever cherished is me, and me alone! But you—you pilfered my man, you usurped everything that belonged to me! I despise you! How I loathe you!"

Continually evading the unhinged, sickly woman's desperate attempts to claw and bite, Su Moli's smile radiated with increasing exhilaration,

"It is a fortunate circumstance that Brother Yun Hao has invariably loved me, perpetually! Do you desire to comprehend the extent of his affection for me? Then permit me to reveal it—his love for me is so profound that he would never conceive children with any other woman. Not even if she were carrying his offspring—he would ensure its demise, its termination!"