Chapter 177 The Truth

It was Jessie's handwriting, but the two letters contained completely different messages. Isabella's mind was a chaotic mess. Thinking back now, the handwriting in the letter Theodore had shown her did bear a resemblance to Jessie's handwriting, yet there were many flaws. The tone in that letter did not sound like Jessie either. By comparison, the one in her hands now felt authentic. However, the content of the letter was like needles stabbing into Isabella's heart. She truly did not understand why Jessie held such malice toward her. They used to be such close friends. Was it jealousy? Was it a sense of unfairness? To the point that even in death, she had to curse Isabella with the most vicious words. "I really didn't know…" Isabella's voice was already thick with tears. At this moment, Jessie's mother placed her phone in front of Isabella. Isabella looked up. Sienna Miller's hands, rough from years of farm work, trembled slightly as she swiped through the photo album. She showed