Page 200 of Oracle Returns: Time will Stop

That fit the timeline.

When they got across the square, they saw Bishop and Honor waiting for them.

“We have news,” Tori admitted.

But then she stopped.

“Why do you look like you want to punch someone, and why do you look like you’re about to let her?” she asked Bishop and Honor.

Their sister-in-law pointed at the coffees on the table, because they were going to need them. At this point, they needed booze in them, but there were too many pregnant women in the group.

God.

She hoped that wasn’t contagious.

“Have a coffee. Sit. We have to talk, and be ready for it too,” Honor stated.

Uh-oh.

Julian knew this couldn’t be good because it was rare Honor plied them with drinks and hospitality unless she was trying to sugarcoat shit.

Or lessen the blow.

“What?” he asked.

Honor went there.

“We went to go get into Wynter’s phone, and we found some things out.”

Tori lifted a brow.

“Like?”

She told them.

“Wynter was seeing a therapist, the same one everyone else was,” she began, setting the picture for them. “It was for post-partum, like Bishop suspected.”

They didn’t say a word but instead sipped their coffee as they listened.

That’s when she dropped the bomb.

“Not only that, but she was sleeping with the therapist on Fridays, and Ridge doesn’t know about it.”

KABOOM.

That bomb landed.

Both Tori’s and Julian’s mouths dropped open at the news and stayed open because they hadn’t been expecting that. It was surprising she was seeing a therapist, but people had private lives outside of work.

That she was having an affair behind her husband’s back…

“Oh, shit,” Julian finally said.

Yeah, that was what they thought. Their silence was telling—as in it told them that they hadn’t had an inkling that it was going on either.

They hadn’t just missed it.

EVERYONE had.