I Married My Taxi Driver Just to Annoy My Ex – The Next Day, He Showed Me a Photo That Changed Everything

“You made me feel… normal again. And with that prenup, I knew my money was safe. So… why not take the leap?”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “So what now?”

He grinned. “Now, we take it up a notch if you’re up to it. I have an idea that will really drive your ex insane. Come out on the yacht with me this weekend. We’ll enjoy the sun and sip champagne. You can post those photos.”

I nodded my head without thinking. “I’m in!”

The weekend came faster than I expected. Adam’s yacht was docked two hours south, but he insisted we drive there ourselves. We stopped for gas station snacks and sang along to ’90s pop songs on the radio like we had known each other for years!

The yacht was enormous! Not flashy, just elegant. The kind of place where everything felt soft and golden. Clara joined us and took photos of me in oversized sunglasses, Adam in swim trunks and a linen shirt, the two of us clinking champagne glasses under the open sky.

You know, the kind of photos with wind in your hair and a hint of mischief in your smile.