Mrs. Without a License

Seven years ago, it was love at first sight when I met Lucas Yates, who was still a nameless thug at the time. For him, I chose to leave my wealthy family.

After seven years of dating, he throws me a grand wedding the day he finally becomes the head of Devil's Advocate, a mafia organization.

On the day of our wedding, his childhood friend, Yelena Jackman, crashes the venue. She confesses her love for Lucas, but he rejects her without any hesitation, vowing he will only ever love me in this life.

Just as we're exchanging rings, Lucas' enemies show up to cause trouble. When he sees the gun pointing at me, he lunges forward to protect me without a second thought.

Yelena, who should have run, takes three bullets while protecting Lucas and falls into a coma due to severe blood loss.

Overwhelmed by guilt, Lucas sends her to the best hospital in the world. I have the same blood type as Yelena, so in the attempt to save her life, I donate so much blood that I go into shock.

Guilt leaves me with sleepless nights. Every day, I pray she'll wake up. I'm even willing to look after her for the rest of my life if I have to.

Lucas keeps comforting me, saying that I don't need to feel so guilty, as Yelena did all of it of her own volition. He says he'll take up the responsibility of making it up to her.

I'm extremely grateful to Yelena for saving Lucas and allowing me to have such a wonderful husband.

However, on the day of our third wedding anniversary, I receive a mysterious message.

"Lucille, you shameless homewrecker! I'm his lawfully wedded wife! If you know what's good for you, you'd better scram and go as far away as you can. If you don't believe me, you can always head to City Hall to see just who is registered as Lucas' lawful wife!"

"Ms. Lucille, I've already checked it three times, but that doesn't change the fact that your marriage status is listed as 'unmarried.'" The employee sounded impatient, causing the other people around to shoot us curious looks.

I tightened my grip on my marriage certificate. My voice quavered as I said, "That's not possible. My husband gave me this marriage certificate himself. We even made our vows before God, promising that we would remain loyal to each other. Today is our third wedding anniversary…"

The employee looked at me with pity. "Ms. Lucille, it seems you've been tricked. According to the information you provided, your so-called husband, Lucas Yates, is already married. The woman registered as his spouse is one Yelena Jackman."

My mind went blank. "No, that's impossible! Yelena is in a coma. How could she possibly marry Lucas? There must have been a mistake when you were inputting the information!"

Growing exasperated, the employee replied, "Ms. Lucille, we cannot reveal any more information to you. If you still have any