The Abandoned Wife Dumped Him First (Victoria and Elias) novel Chapter 320

Garnett was moved back to his private suite.

Victoria sat by the bedside in silence, her eyes fixed on her father. She didn't even dare to blink, terrified that if she did, he might vanish.

Seeing her like this, Mr. Flint's heart grew heavy. He tried to speak several times, but the words wouldn't come.

"Miss Victoria, the doctor said Mr. Sanger might not wake up until this evening. It's already noon. Why don't you get something to eat?"

"I'm not hungry, Mr. Flint." Victoria's voice was still hoarse. Her lashes were lowered as she looked at her father's hand, which lay outside the blanket, an electrode clip for the monitor attached to his index finger.

She reached out and carefully placed her hand over his, pressing her palm against his skin. Only when she felt its warmth did her anxious heart begin to calm.

The unconscious man seemed to sense the warmth of her hand and shifted his wrist slightly.

As he did, something clutched tightly in his fist came into Victoria's view.

Victoria paused, then tried to pry his fingers open.

Garnett must have clenched his hand with great force before losing consciousness. She tried a few times without success.

Mr. Flint was about to try persuading her again. "Miss Victoria…"

"Mr. Flint, come help me."

Only then did Mr. Flint notice what she was doing. He hurried over and saw the object in Garnett's hand. He paused for a moment before understanding and helping her.

With Mr. Flint's strength, they soon opened Garnett's hand. The object he had been holding was finally revealed.

"Is this… a hospital wristband?"

To help doctors and nurses quickly identify patients in the busy inpatient department, each person was given a wristband with their name on it upon admission.

These wristbands were changed every couple of days and were made of a slightly thicker, colored paper—durable, but prone to breaking if it got wet.

The wristband in Garnett's hand was only half of one. The part with the name was on the missing half, but on closer inspection, they could see a mark in black ink near the tear—it looked like a fragment of a letter, a cursive 'G'.

Mr. Flint was surprised for a second, then realized. "It must belong to that female patient who was talking to Mr. Sanger in the pavilion."

But before he could finish, Victoria had already taken the torn wristband and left the room, heading straight for the security office.

"The pavilion is in a blind spot, so the only camera that can see it is this one, from a distance. And it's partially blocked by trees. See if this is any use to you, Miss Sanger."

The security guard on duty had seen Victoria with Tobias before, so when she asked to see the garden's surveillance footage, he pulled it up without a second thought.

Victoria looked at the large monitor.

The guard was right. The camera was far from the pavilion, and the image was blurry even when magnified. But it was clear enough to see that there were two people inside.

One was Garnett. The other…

Others might not have been able to tell, but Victoria would have recognized that person even if she were reduced to ashes.

"Genevieve Vale!"

Her eyes turned icy cold. She clenched her hands at her sides, the sharp edge of the wristband digging into her palm, the small pain a stark stimulus to her nerves.