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

She yelled at his face and He looked at her shocked. "I don't trust you... I can't trust you..." "You know me" He looked at her heartbroken. She nodded. "I thought but i was wrong about you... I can't be with you... We have different world..." She jerked her hand back from his hold and stepped back. "I can't love a man like you." "What changed your mind?" He asked suspiciously. "Amanda said something to you?" Bella shook her head and started running towards the door. "Bella don't you dare step out of this room..."

I couldn't help but think about Bella's mother's words. 'You don't know what will come behind you.', Her words kept ringing in my mind. "Boss, are you thinking the same thing which I'm thinking?" Edward said, knowing what was disturbing me. "That woman really got some moves.", He praised before adding. "...which is forcing me to think who she really is and…", he paused before continuing. "...what is going to come behind us?" I turned my head toward Bella, who was not even listening to our conversation. She was busy in crying. I held her chin and made her look at me.

Edward As I listened to Bella's voice, it was soft and slightly trembling, echoing in the room as I scrubbed the walls beside her. She spoke of feeling isolated, of yearning for me to be closer. Her words pierced through me, leaving a lingering ache that I struggled to comprehend. She was oblivious to the imminent danger that lurked around us. How could I make her understand that my father was not just a haunting figure in my thoughts, but a menacing and merciless monster in reality? The warning he had issued, the blood-stained ring he had left behind, was not a mere threat; it was a chilling promise of the horrors to come.

“Did you feel pity for me?” “I’m sorry.” “He’s engaged, Bella. He’s getting married. You know how it feels to be cheated, right?” Oliver’s voice sounded unusually calm. “I’m sure you know whatever your father did to your mother. No matter how much you blame your mother, you can’t run away from reality and there is more in the picture than you can see.” Isabella looked at him with a hurt expression. She knew she was running away from reality but it was not the right time for the reality check, she was already going through a lot.

Edward's eyes looked at her and asked with a smile. "I don't lack anything, I really don't know how to thank you," Clarice was in a dilemma. "Who said I don't lack anything? I clearly don't have a wife now," Edward said half-jokingly. "Then I can't help you with that, and I don't have any suitable friends to introduce to you," Clarice's face was full of helplessness. "Who said it definitely had to be your friend?" His pair of bright eyes seemed to be full of starlight as he looked at her with a shining gaze. "I think little Bella's appearance fits my aesthetic standards. Why not treat it as a little loss and hope she grows up?"

She crept down the hall, her bare feet making no sound on the hardwood floor. As she approached the guest room, she noticed that the door was slightly ajar. She pushed it open and stepped inside, her eyes scanning the room for any signs of danger but the room was empty. Panic began to rise in her chest as she realized that Edward was not inside the room. She called out his name in a hushed voice, hoping that he was nearby and would hear her but there was no response. On the other hand, Edward felt a strange sensation in his mind, as if someone was reaching out to him. It was Olivia. He could feel his presence, his thoughts, his emotions. He was connected to her in a way that she could never

Ivy rolled her eyes and poured her lips. "I'm going to my room Dad, make sure she leaves before I decide to come downstairs," Ivy said aloud and started leaving. Camilla who has heard all this became discouraged and concluded Mr. Edwardo wasn't going to accept her. Edwardo climbed down after I had left and sat on the opposite side. "Did you come with the money?" He asked without wasting any seconds. Camilla became tense and looked up at him, he was looking at her too which made her heart start racing uncontrollably. She knew all he wanted to have in return was his money but unfortunately, she didn't come with it. She swallowed hard before saying in a low voice.

Bella said, and a shade of red-stained Elena's cheek at the compliment. “Desmond said the same thing,” she blushed hard as she recalled how her mate had pulled her to his chest and told her she look beautiful. Her cheek turned darker when she remembered what happened after. “You are such a pervert Elena.” “Huh?” Elena snapped out of her thought. “How can you be thinking about such a dirty thing while talking to me?” “How do you know the thoughts running through my head?" “Seriously!? You want to tell me you've forgotten I am a psychologist?” Bella placed her hand on her hip.

Edith looked down at the book and the letter, “Maybe this demon she is trying to summon.” “No way,” Belle gasped, stepping back as though she was about to stumble from the surprise and repeated it again, “No way.” Edith knew how much Belle was denying it but also understood where she was coming from, “It made more sense, however, seeing that if she truly wants to be with her fiance, she wouldn’t write it in letter or write it in her diary. She could visit his mansion. But she didn’t. She wanted someone out of her reach. Doesn’t it sound familiar for a demon who are in another realm?”

Like the walls were closing in. Edward was suspicious. And when Edward became suspicious… People get hurt. Or worse. I swallowed hard. “Do you think he knows?” Ethan shook his head slowly. “No.” “But he’s looking.” And that was enough to terrify me. Because Edward Caldwell never searched for something unless he was already close to finding it. And now… He was watching me.