Why Couldn't Edward Read Bella's Mind Novels & Stories

I was starting at him while grinding my teeth to control my urges to kill him. "Drop down all the ideas of killing me, right here Miss Vanessa, if you want the collaboration," Edward spoke to me looking at the Eiffel tower and I was left stunned. How does he know what I am thinking? "What do you mean Mister Edward?" I asked him with an innocent smile.

The sharp crack echoed in the dressing room. The powerful magic behind the slap sent her flying. Crash! Gene slammed heavily into the vanity sink, hair messy, blood leaking from her mouth. Before she could even crawl up, a cold light flashed in my eyes. Telekinesis activated. An invisible force slammed onto the back of her head, forcing her face hard into the sink basin. "Mmph! Let me go!" She thrashed wildly like a dying fish. I slowly pulled a silk handkerchief from my sleeve, elegantly wiping her foundation off my fingers.

Elizabeth nodded, her own eyes shimmering as she laughed — a soft, watery sound that made his chest tighten painfully with love and regret all at once. “Yes” she said softly with a smile on her face “So go and get ready fast” then a slight seriousness appeared on her face as she continued “She does not know about our discussion with Henery, so be careful while interacting with her until we find out the truth of what happened that day, as Henery told she has the power to read minds. If she becomes doubtful of anything it will be difficult for us to explain.” Edward’s fingers tightened around hers, a quiet promise passing between them without the need for more words. “I understand,” he said so

"I've done nothing wrong. I agree to call off the engagement." Mark froze, completely taken aback. Then, a robotic voice echoed in my head, ‘The Thought Sharing feature has now been activated. Please choose who you want to share it with.’ Thought Sharing? The person I picked could hear Alice's thoughts, too? I looked at Mark, still in shock, and calmly touched my face. ‘I choose Mark.’ Right then, Alice's inner voice rang out again, just in time. 'Can you believe it? With just a little trick, Helen has given up on Mark all by herself?'