A 3-year-old boy suffered severe physical abuse at the hands of his stepfather while his mother was away at work. The child sustained injuries to his head, chest, and legs. Initially, the stepfather claimed that the boy’s 5-year-old brother was responsible for the injuries. However, investigations revealed that the stepfather had beaten the child for wetting the bed
The child’s grandmother alerted the authorities after noticing the injuries. The mother initially denied the abuse, attributing the injuries to a fall. Despite this, the stepfather was arrested and charged with domestic violence
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