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

Bella's pov Once my vision got used to it, I was surprised. It wasn't Mr Wilson. Unfortunately, it was the last person on earth I wanted to see... Edward. With his ocean eyes fixed on me. Impossible to read. “Oh, I'm sorry. I thought it was Mr Wilson.” I diverted my eyes from his, already uncomfortable with his deep gaze. Again, he didn't say a word. Probably ashamed of what he did. I looked around. There was no one nearby. Nothing but a suffocating silence, “Where is Sarah?” I asked, recalling that I was not alone a few minutes back.

I raised my head from his lap, running my hair through my hair. “The wheels in your head are turning,” Edward said. Eyeing him, I inched away from him. “What are you on about?” “It seems for once, you are thinking before taking an action.” Heat flushed my skin as the insult stuck on me. Lifting myself to my feet, I eyed the exit. I cannot wait to be done. “Whatever you plan to do, let me be informed.” “Why?” “Because I am not asking for your help this time. We are working together and communication is important.”

Yet Edward was still there, cheering me on, even trying to buy me a drink. I shot him a glare and walked off. Thinking back, I couldn't help but smile. "Edward, are you joking with me? It's been so long. I don't remember anymore." Edward didn't pause. His voice was low as he continued, "I remember. You said if I were ever unfaithful, you would disappear and never let me find you again. Vanessa, you really are ruthless. You meant it." Back then, I was young and full of hope for a better life.

Elissa thought. Edgar was in the bathroom for a short time. After fifteen minutes, Elissa heard the sound of the bathroom door. Edgar came out and stepped into the room again. Elissa, who had been daydreaming, immediately turned away. She no longer wanted to see Edgar's muscle curves, making her unable to focus. Seeing his muscular arms alone can make her gulp, let alone see Edgar's upper body. It must have made Elissa completely unable to sleep.

"Right. Nothing." "Liam," Ethan warned. "What? We're all thinking it. Might as well say it." Liam looked at Bella finally, and she saw guilt warring with something else in his blue eyes. "Marcus isn't stupid. He sees the way we…" He stopped. "He sees things." "What things?" Bella demanded. "Nothing is happening." "Not yet," Liam said quietly. The words were a punch to the gut. "I need air." Bella grabbed her coffee and escaped to the backyard, her hands shaking so badly

There was nothing for them to say or do, they knew better. Belle got a good scolding and was grounded to her room. When her life leaves she runs to her room banging the door so loud making the entire building tremble. Edward got an ear full from Damon, and in return, his anger and frustration were transferred to the manager. The maid arranged for the previous night shift could not be reached and after scanning the country, Edward found out she left the country with her family. Edward knew it was not a good feeling but there was nothing for him to hold on to at the moment.

Her keen abilities allowed her to delve into the depths of their innermost musings, and on this fateful night, Bella's mind emerged as a wellspring of conflicting emotions. Eleanor, with a furrowed brow and a sense of curiosity, focused her mind-reading abilities on Bella, sensing the whirlwind of thoughts that raced through her consciousness. Bella's mind was a tapestry woven with threads of concern, disappointment, and a touch of betrayal as she grappled with the revelation of Seraphina's forbidden love.

His hand was warm and firm, its movements slow and deliberate, silent yet filled with implicit suggestions. Bella's heart raced, her lips parting slightly in nervous anticipation. Was this the same provocative gaze she had given him in the car? The realization made her blush even in the dark. Calvin leaned closer, his breath on her lips, whispering his appreciation for that desiring look she had given him, acknowledging their lack of true understanding despite years of marriage. The admission left Bella wanting to object, yet knowing her own desires contradicted her protests.

“Edward, Charlotte will never go back to you unless she suffered. Do you want to teach her a lesson?” Edward's face was as stiff as a soulless machine. It took him a few seconds before he responded to her question. “Yes.” Thanks to their medical influence, Edward gradually lost the ability to think for himself and his brain was functioning worse and worse. Thinking that this would be the perfect time to hand him the will she had prepared, Olivia took it out from her purse and handed it to him.

>>>> After hours of searching, Edward’s men came back without any news. “I suspect the person is still among us,” Edward said to me as I nodded my head, standing by the balcony. “Thanks! Maybe we should try to get footage of how on earth someone planted explosives in the mansion without anyone noticing,” I started as he nodded his head. “Sure thing. I will ask my men to try to retrieve our servers. Did you hear any conversation he had with her?” He asked me as I shook my head. “He had some sort of spell around them. Anna couldn’t get around it,” I explained.