Bye In Japanese Novels & Stories

Perhaps out of mercy, Debra found herself reborn before all the tragedies—before her husband Juan drained her last bit of value and let her died miserably in childbirth on the operating table. In her last life, Debra discarded her noble status and tried everything to please Juan after marriage, groveling for his affection. Everyone in Seamar City knew that Juan's beloved was Shelia, while Debra was unfavored. In this life, Debra was determined to leave Juan. Unexpectedly, after their divorce, the husband who once despised her made a complete 180. But so what? Faced with his desperate plea for reconciliation, Debra turned around and threw herself into the arms of his archenemy. "Do you have anything to say to my ex, new love?" she asked the man standing by her side. Marion smiled with a powerful protective aura, "He can wish us a happy marriage."

Blurb She wanted love. She wanted freedom. But what she got instead was heartbreak in its cruelest form. This is Alessia Marino’s story. Born into a ruthless mafia family, Alessia was suffocating under their rules and expectations. All she ever wanted was a life that was hers—to love freely, to breathe without fear. So she ran. She changed her name to Sienna Johnson, determined to start over and live like a normal woman. And for a while, she thought she’d found it all. A devoted husband, Gabriel. A sweet four-year-old daughter they’d adopted. And a best friend, Sylvia, who felt like the sister she never had. But paradise shattered in an instant. The truth hit her like a knife to the chest—Sylvia and Gabriel had been lovers all along, and the little girl she adored wasn’t adopted at all… she was theirs. Broken. Betrayed. Shattered beyond repair. But fate wasn’t done with her yet. When Desmond Blackwell, Gabriel’s powerful rival, offers her a chance at revenge, Alessia takes it without hesitation. Together, they plot to destroy the man who destroyed her. But the deeper she gets, the harder it becomes to ignore the pull she feels toward Desmond—dark, magnetic, and dangerous. And when the truth about who Desmond really is begins to unravel, Alessia realizes she might be walking straight into a trap… one that could cost her not just her heart, but her life.

On the day of the crash, I called Enzo Vitale ninety-nine times on the emergency channel. On the hundredth call, his Consigliere finally picked up. "Don Enzo has already used family resources to escort Miss Moretti to a private hospital," he said. "Her condition…isn’t good. Don asked me to tell you not to disturb him again." But that was not the worst part. When I woke up, my baby was gone. The doctor said the accident was too severe and they could not save the child. Then I heard the truth. “Chiara is carrying my child,” Enzo said. “Her last wish is to have a child before she goes. I gave her that. But this must stay between us. Alessia cannot know.” “We had no choice,” my mother Rosalina said, her voice flat. “Chiara doesn't have long. We want her last days to be peaceful.” “Alessia will understand,” my father Alberto said. “She's always been reasonable. She'll see this is about giving a dying woman her final wish.” They were comforting a dying woman. My child was dead. But all they cared about was Chiara's baby. I stumbled away. Chiara stood at the end of the hallway and smiled at me. “I am not dying,” she whispered. “I just want everything you have.” I picked up my phone and dialed a number. “Professor Luciano,” I said quietly. “I've changed my mind. I am ready to join your closed medical research program.” The woman who once begged for love had died with her child.

At the company's year-end awards ceremony, just as it is supposed to be my turn to go on stage and officially announce the relationship between my wife and me, my wife's first love suddenly proposes to her in front of everyone. Angela Reed does not refuse. Instead, she laughs brightly and promotes Samuel Hayden to the new department manager. Employees throughout the entire company cheer loudly for their romance. Seeing that I have no reaction, someone beside me cannot help but ask, "Ronald, you've worked for Ms. Reed for nine years. How can you show no response at all?" I smile as I walk onto the stage, take off my wedding ring, and toss it to Samuel. "How can you propose without preparing a ring? Here—it's yours."

To cheer up his pretty assistant, my boyfriend brought her to attend a party. I had to bail him out after he was arrested by the police. The charge? Public indecency after consuming illegal substances. When I arrived at the police station to pick him up, he was still trying to comfort his assistant, paying no heed to the possibility that I might have seen the lipstick marks on his neck. After seeing that I wasn’t saying anything, my boyfriend assumed I was upset and explained impatiently, “Winnie was in a terrible mood that day, and I was just there to keep her company. We didn’t take part in any public indecency! It was the other guests who were messing about!” What a terrible excuse. If it was any other day, I wouldn’t be this calm. This time was different. I will no longer press him for answers like a mad woman. As I walked past the police station entrance, an officer looked at my boyfriend and his assistant, who were still all over each other. With eyes full of sympathy, he asked me, “Your partner?” I glanced at my boyfriend, whose focus was entirely fixated on Winnie, and shook my head. “No, just an acquaintance.” At that moment, Winnie was leaning against him, seeking his comfort. I pulled out my phone and texted my dad silently. “I agree to marry President Lee. I’ll leave the wedding preparation to you guys.” “I’ll be back in five days.”

He said he loved her, but he chose 'her' every time. He married her, but spent his nights drinking with someone else. She gave up everything for him. Her dreams. Her time. Her heart. And in return? Betrayal served with a smile. But now, she’s done crying. Done begging. Done being the quiet, loyal wife who waits. He forgot their love… now he’ll remember her wrath. This isn’t just goodbye... it’s payback. She doesn’t want his money, his pity, or his promises. She wants revenge. And she’s about to take everything he thought she’d never touch. Love betrayed the wrong woman. Now she’s coming back, not to forgive, but to destroy.

"Leave this country and don't ever come back!" Being the sole survivor of her family's tragic car accident, a mysterious man gave Stephanie Ruan a chance to flee for her life. Eight years later, Stephanie Ruan returned to the country as the director of an internationally renowned publishing firm. Upon knowing that her family's car accident is related to the prestigious Zhong Family, her best bet is to get close to Javier Zhong to find out the truth and avenge her family members. "I want to be your fiancé." With her new identity and strong character, she fearlessly plotted against the most powerful and ruthless man in the country, Javier Zhong. Unlike other women whose biggest dream is to marry him, Stephanie Ruan spat out those words with much unwillingness. Of course, to scheme against such a dangerous man, there would be risks and sacrifices involved. She could either be killed by him or... unexpectedly fall deeply in love with him? Whichever the result is, Stephanie Ruan knows that once she enters this game, there is no turning back!

His songs were better when he had a broken heart. That sentence would change my life after my dream job was dished to me on a shiny, silver platter. All I had to do? Hurt Nash Pierce enough to get him writing good music again. The pop icon’s songs were no longer the phenomena they used to be. His team needed another breakthrough album—like the first he’d penned, using his heartbreak as fuel. The plan was simple: I’d go on tour with him as a backup dancer…and make him fall in love with me. I was hired to inspire—to become embedded into every lyric he wrote. Then, I was to set fire to it all—to destroy every feeling we hoped he’d develop for me. It seemed simple enough. Easy, even. I didn’t expect to be consumed myself—to see so much in the man displayed in the tabloids. I didn’t foresee falling for him. It didn’t occur to me that, while attempting to break his heart, I might just shatter my own. Most of all, I never thought I’d fight so hard to hold on to a relationship that had always been founded on goodbye.

Sheila and Kane had been together for five years. For half a decade, she believed the only reason he wouldn't marry her was that he was too poor. To build a future for them, she worked herself to the bone, saving every penny just to afford a home of their own. That was until she discovered his secret: Kane was no pauper. He was the "Crown Prince" of a corporate empire, adored by everyone. The only "hardship" he had ever endured was eating instant noodles with her and wearing the "cheap rags" she had scraped together her savings to buy for him. He refused to marry her for one reason only: she wasn't high-born enough to match his status. Sheila cut ties decisively. But after the breakup, a twist of fate led her into the bed of her boss, Killian Ford. Everyone believed Killian was a cold, abstinent man who kept women at arm's length. Only Sheila knew the truth—behind that stoic mask was a cunning, possessive man with a hidden, scorching passion. Night after night of relentless obsession... Sheila finally realized that the longest game she had ever played, and the deepest trap she had ever fallen into, was the one Killian had set for her.

On Christmas Day, I put on a reindeer-themed lingerie set, ready to spend an unforgettable night with my CEO boyfriend. Noah Levine eagerly unbuttons my top, kissing my body with feverish intensity. Just then, his phone rings. He answers impatiently. "What is it?" A sweet voice comes through from the other end, speaking in Farylian. "Noah, what time are you coming tonight? I have a Christmas present for you." Hearing those words, my eyes fly wide open. That woman is my younger sister, Heidi Miller. Noah's expression turns serious, like he's handling a work call. He responds in Farylian. "What present?" The voice on the other end laughs softly. "The present is me, wrapped head to toe in red ribbon. Come over and help me unwrap it. I can't wait anymore." That night, Noah doesn't touch me. He helps me dress, kissing my cheek with reluctance. "Work call. Something urgent at the company I need to handle. We'll pick this up another time. "Remember to wear this outfit next time, though. It's very enticing." His lie sounds calm and natural. He clearly assumes I don't understand, but I know Farylian. I hear everything crystal clear. I pretend to nod calmly. After he leaves, I accept the company's overseas assignment. In three days, I'll vanish completely from his world.