The security guard clicked on the video file that matched Clara's room number and timestamp.
Ethan leaned over the bright computer screen with his arms crossed tightly across his chest.
The video began playing clearly from ten minutes before Ethan had arrived at the hospital.
He saw Clara sitting alone in the room while reaching out for a glass of red fruit juice.
Her hand missed the heavy glass pitcher and accidentally knocked it off the small bedside table.
The glass shattered instantly on the floor and spilled the red juice all over the tile.
Clara tried to step around the mess by herself but her foot slipped on the wet floor.
She fell down gently onto the floor and cried out in frustration and sudden pain.
Just a few seconds later, Victoria entered the room through the open side door.
Victoria immediately dropped her expensive leather purse on the couch and rushed straight to Clara.
She carefully avoided stepping on the broken glass pieces with her high heels while leaning down.
She was gently lifting Clara's shoulders when Ethan suddenly burst into the open doorway on screen.
The video clearly showed that Victoria had done nothing wrong except try to rescue Clara fast.
Ethan stared at the glowing monitor in total silence as the real truth washed over him.
He realized that his deep anger and quick judgment had made him accuse an innocent woman.
Security Guard: Your stepmother was actually trying to protect your wife the entire time, sir.
Ethan rubbed his face with both hands while feeling a heavy wave of guilt and shame.
He thanked the guard quietly and walked back out into the long hospital corridor slowly.